in the last year, i've conquered my fear of flying (mostly).

          the people that i love all live far away.

i like to watch the people in the airports.

          they are some of the most honest moments i've ever witnessed.

it's good to get away sometimes.

when you crawl through broken glass
just to prove something
but what are you proving?
i broke all my dishes just to make a point.
i didn't have a point.

it's hard enough with your own
but it's harder to take on someone elses'
you want to be a pillar of strength
but you're just a blade of grass.

I have broken every rule with you
For we have not kept our hands (or our hearts) to ourselves

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The most pathetic thing I do
Is play I hear from you—
I make believe until my Heart
Almost believes it too
But when I break it with the news
You knew it was not true
I wish I had not broken it—
Goliah—so would you—

coffee breath
          bitter and sweet
lips moving
          soft and indiscreet
fingers trembling
          inching down my spine
oh my darling
          *we're gonna be just fine

late night
girl it's alright
drawing inspiration
from the vibes the breeze is bringing in
right through your window

naked and ****** and alone
but that's okay

your incense burns
your jazz plays
peace at last.