it may actually happen.
this may actually be it.
you can't be scared.
you and him may be that one in a million.

yes, he's off at college.
yes, you're stuck in the suburbs.
but he says he loves you and you shouldn't convince yourself you don't feel the same because of fear; because it might actually happen. you may actually have found the man you will spend forever and a day with.

yes, he's off at college.
but that doesn't mean it isn't real.

you say you're drawn in by other men, but that's what they are there for. to draw you in, but only for a little while. they don't satisfy you. not the way he does.

yes, he's off at college.
and it's hard to believe you are satisfied when you feel like you don't have anything.

sooner or later he will come back. and those boys you left him for will disappear and you find yourself standing between nothing and him. NOTHING and him. so which will you choose?

yes, he's off at college.
but you're obviously on his mind.

what will be on YOUR mind? when YOU are off at college?

maybe him.


~pw

It was there.
And then it was gone.
Frantically scrolling up and down I somehow knew the search was useless. The frustration streaming through my blood kept my mind off of everything else in the world. I was mad. Angry. Questioning why this would happen. Hard work pays off? Or hard work gets "accidentally" deleted by the stupid device that I have ignorantly become so dependent on. It has become our way of communication; our way of becoming something else. We try to make technology a mold of ourselves. Piling in personal information until we are left holding our entire life in our palm. We stick our faces behind 4x2 rectangles of wires and data, instead of looking each other in the eye.

But you see, the problem is, you can't bleed into a device. It won't absorb. Your feelings, your life will merely sit on top of it until your phone eventually shuts down.

But you can bleed into paper. You can write and write and only be concerned about how badly your hand is cramping. You can hold it, you can feel it. And you can hope others feel it too. You can carry it around and never worry about it becoming "outdated."

There are no upgrades.

There is only inspiration.


~pw