I wish that I was someone who mattered.
maybe it’s because I don’t look up when I walk
or because I can’t think of anything witty or
insightful until it’s long past due,
but if I died tomorrow, I might get into heaven
because I was “a joy to have in class,”
but not for anything substantial.
I didn’t change the world.  
I didn’t even change one person.

I change my nail polish every day
because I get bored of the color.
how am I supposed to handle
a long term relationship?

I know that you cried
when you dropped her off at the airport.
i’m not sure if it was because
you knew it was the end
or thought it was the beginning.
either way, she didn’t deserve you
if she wasn’t going to look back.
for the record, I would have cried too.

when did it become custom
to tell people that we love them
just to be kind
and to tell people that we miss them
when we have no intention of
seeing them again?

it's ironic that I want you
to be the one to take me home,
when you're my home
in the first place.

I have been in love
with thoughts and ideas,
but I have never been in love
with a whole person.
longing and loving
are entirely different,
even though I feel like
they're the same.

it's been a long time coming,
and I must say;
I love you more this morning
than I did yesterday.
when you move,
I cannot think straight,
my head is in the clouds.
all I know, my darling
is that tomorrow I will love you
more than I do right now.