It was a once in a lifetime situation
And I blew it,
Twice.
Rusted memories cling to me
Their paint peeling and the outside weathered
But inside is still the same.
I've forgiven
While you've forgotten.

When it rains, it pours,
and usually
I've forgotten my umbrella.
Racing through the rain  
I end up soaked and shivering,
Searching for shelter.
I push through puddles and pray for sunny days
Hoping someday the clouds will clear

It’s the way I stumble with the
Droopy-eyed feel of being buzzed.
And dizzy, muddled thoughts
That have never been so clear.
It’s the slurred words I spoke
That have never been so logical.
The way I stumble around you
And the way you catch me When I finally fall.

I'm making my way through miles and miles of frogs.
Looking for my prince
I'm swimming through Plenty of fish in the sea
Praying for a match.I'm writing this fairy tale
Of love and magic, yet still
Drafting the happy ending.
I was told if I loved something I should set it free.
I'm still waiting for you to come back to me

The coffee is bitter and full of grinds
Still I **** it down hoping it will wake me
Skimming through the morning metro paper,
Hoping for a seat at the next stop until the next stop is mine
The train creeps along the tracks,
The doors dinging at every stop.
I prepare myself for the worst because then
Everything else seems like nothing.
Walking into work I pour myself Another cup of coffee, surprised
That it is better than the usual sludge.
Hoping that today will be better than the typical trudge
Through the mountain of paper work.

Tubes like snakes
slithered through our
poetry class along with
cliches about love and ***
and loneliness.

Tea time
and crosswords
and cookies
cure hearts.

talk of
gumbo and
deliciously cold
plums will always
bring you to mind.

4:17 I'm awake and aware,
shaking with nervous energy and
searching for your face in the surrounding darkness.
Like a magnet I'm drawn to you.
5:05 Laying with you, our bodies intertwined
like an intricate celtic design.
Our hearts beat in rhythm, never missing a beat.
9:01 Happy in your arms.
I could lay here for always listening to you breathe.
9:08 You're gone and I'm uncertain you'll return,
all I can do is try not to imagine the worst, but the glass is half empty and the clock ticks loudly.
9:12 Your back and I'm happy to see you but
I can tell from your face that you aren't staying.
This is the part where I begin fraying.
The glass is empty,and the sand
has reached the bottom of the hour glass.
Time is up.