We sit in silence.
Blue and gray shadows dance upon our walls.
******* TV.

We sit with our feet touching.
But we are miles apart.
How did we get here?
I always ask the same question.
How did we ******* get here?

We have had love.
We have had such good times.
Unimaginably good times.
Waves of laughter.
Kisses with no end.
Holding hands in parking lots.

Now I feel that you don't even want to touch me.
I feel that you have no reason to love me.
I don't understand.

I want your love.
I want your touch.
I want your skin upon mine.
I want to make up.
I want to make love.

These things, I fear, will never happen.

We fight.
We ****.

How much longer can one heart sustain this?
How much desolation can ones bones bear?

I hear the rain upon the rooftop.
I hear the trees cracking outside.
I hear my insanity screaming inside my head.
It's a deafening silence.

My skin is on fire.
Too tight.
My blood is hot and thick inside my veins.
It needs escape.

I need to see red.
I need a razor.

I'm drowning in a sea of my own blood.
Choking on my teeth.

"Dear God, make me a bird. So I could fly far. Far far away from here."
-Jenny Curran

Being in love can be such a pain
I know what you're going through
and I have to say that I'm truly sorry
being so far away from your partner
can be so agitating..
But you have to remember what will come next
when you're finally together things will be fixed
the love you've been storing away just for them,
you'll finally be able to let out and give.
So just hold on a little longer, okay?

Any and every doubt that ever crossed my mind,
He's caused to disappear; and just in time.
With him I can always speak my mind.
I admire the way that he always shines.
No matter what he's doing or saying,
He tends to perform the perfect crime.
It's titled, Stealing My Heart,
Do you want to know why?

He lights a fire underneath my skin.
The things that he's said and written,
Leaves me in a place where I can't help but grin.
Deep down inside, my heart is slowly drowning.
And the direct cause would be from his eyes- so piercing.

I want him to know that his hands, I want to hold.
I want to run down hills that are covered in snow.
With him I'd travel around this uneasy globe.
Just in search for something; maybe a show..

I would do anything, just to be beside him.
Maybe once he's in my arms, my head won't spin.

I jumped on a freight in Monticello,
Didn't know where it was going - you
Had given up on me, baby -
So, I'd given up on you.
A rumbling song as the train rolled on,
I had plenty-a shine to drink-
I was trying anything I could,
So I wouldn't have to think.

Few and far between
Are  the hopes I'll ever have
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams
Are few and far between.

I could still remember how
You said you wished that I would leave.   
I'm giving you what you wanted.
Something you can believe.
You won't hear from me, anymore.
I know that to you I'm dead.
I won't ever haunt you,
Like your words that won't leave my head.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

The boxcar slowed in the railway yard.
I jump off - the gravel cut up me knee.
I heard them barking, so I took off a'running.
The dogs were closing in on me.
I made it to the Vieux Carr'e
Before the St. Louis clock struck three.
Tell the children I love them.
Or better, tell 'em not to think of me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

I'll always wish it was different.
I hope you find somebody new,
Hope you find the kids a daddy
Who's good to them and you.
I hope you know that I really tried
To be the man you needed me to be.
I couldn't keep you from happiness,
You couldn't keep me from being me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

she thinks it would be nice to live far away
what she doesn't understand is that that isn't the same with
isolating yourself

It is cold tonight,
But that's alright.
Leftover winter air
Rushes through my open window ,
And coils of my heat
Languidly rise to the stars
Obscured by city air, true;
But still sitting undisturbed
Far, far away from this night.
This night that takes my warmth.

I saw your name on my phone
I caught my breath and knew I longed
to hear your voice so near
although you are so far, I fear~

I close my eyes and hear your voice
"Are you there? My love, I just wanted to hear
I just want you, my love to be so near~

I have returned in the quiet soft gentle of life
hearing your underlined voice, I cry, I might
get on a plane, if I could, I would
where I would nestle contentedly in the orchid
of our love~

I will continue to write on, into the soft shadows of midnight
I will smile and wait for the day, our muses will write as light
as one~ in passion, desire, in our long lost echoes that need
where the sweet words will be stirred in the gentle breeze
in a world that our hearts will be skipped in our pages
of poetry ~that will close the doors to all except our passion~

"Hello" you said, "Hello, open your door let me in, I will be your
secret sin."

"HELLO"