I am aware that you are an ocean, an ocean with its endless mysteries; I wouldn't mind swimming into your deepest depths.
I want to unveil your mysteries; I want to know you.
I want your summers, your calm, your storms, your darkness.
Let me be your shore; the place where you crash, break, ruin.
Yet again let me help you build yourself up, stronger, mightier, tougher.

Let me inside your abyss where you hide your destructions, where you let no one in.
Let me love your darkness the way you never thought anyone ever would.
Bring on your most destructive tsunamis and watch me stay for I wouldn't mind drowning if that means I could hold your hand for the last time.
Bring on your strongest storms, I wouldn't mind.
I will always choose to stay.

You may see yourself as a mess but you are my favorite mess.
You are worth the trouble.
The chaos doesn't seem so bad whenever you hold me in your arms.
Yes, bring on your disasters.
Love, you are worth the chaos.

We were better off together.

The late night conversations, the happiness, the snuggling into the covers ad sighing at sweet messages from a dimly lit screen

We were better off paired, like jeans--who wants only one leg?

The intake of breath when our eyes met, the constant need to be touching in some way, the flurry of butterflies we gave to each other

We were better off squared, where we could always protect each other

And now I'm left to wonder--do you feel as raw as I do?

Rawer and more exposed than I've ever felt, yet little to do to remedy it....I want that second layer wrapped around me.

But when I reach for it....it's never there.

Therapists Tell
You to have hope
And that things will be okay

Tell you you can meet a friend
Perhaps one day

And it's all
With good intentions

And yes I understand

I'm afraid no woman
Will ever be my friend

Forever alone
I am

A letter of love that I keep.
You are a good memory that makes me weep.
Time flies so fast,
I close my eyes with a good memory to reminisce.

My love doesn't last,
but you are the first of everything I write in this piece.

Can you take me back at the time we meet?
So I will know how to write again what love is, and falling in love with you in bliss.

Morning, noon, evening, dawn.
All of my love pieces, written in the stars.
I know half of it is with you, folded, kept, a bittersweet memory.

Just because I think you're perfect
Doesn't mean others do

But just because others despise you
Doesn't mean that I'll stop loving you

he askin' why I ran out in the rain
can't tell him he made me feel this way again
that boy's goin' to vegas at the years end
I know he likes his thai massage with a happy end
I know if I say my soul all this will end
-- Boy you've got me turning
in circles
crazy like bipolar
red hot then an icy shoulder
lost my composure
walk home rainy night
total     exposure


I see the train coming
what if my shoes moved
I think my favorite-red-dress
would look best on the tracks

I see your past relationships
I'm gettin the scraps
you built an empire outa bricks
I got sticks
wolves come huffin' and puffin'
I let em' in for 120
you got the dough
my wallet empty
treasure the penny
livin off tips
just the tip
for an extra fifty
takeout thrifty
took a showa
I feel filthy

-- he askin' why I ran out in the rain
can't tell him he made me feel this way again
that boy's goin' to vegas at the years end
I know he likes his thai massage with a happy end
I know if I say my soul all this will end
-- Boy you've got me turning
in circles
crazy like bipolar
red hot then an icy shoulder
lost my composure
walk home rainy night
total     exposure

guess I'm looking for a little closure

too much left to interpretation
tryin to be patien
but it's got me down in the pits
these hairy pits itch
but if you need me
call me
what's the sitch
I'll be there on the fly
'cause you my only guy

in my head I'll be asking why--what who when where
but my vocal chords would never dare
afraid one word will end it all
I just want you to give me your all.

he askin' why I ran out in the rain
can't tell him he made me feel this way again
that boy's goin' to vegas at the years end
I know he likes his thai massage with a happy end


He can get whatever whenever
nervous of all the girls passin by
he got his arm around me can't see why
scared I can't match up to the pharo
feelin' like a popper in his maro
windows covered in steam
marry me
make me a queen-

-- Boy you've got me turning
in circles
crazy like bipolar
red hot then an icy shoulder
lost my composure
walk home rainy night
total     exposure

I see the train coming
what if my shoes moved
I think my favorite-red-dress
would look best on the tracks

I see the train coming
what if my shoes moved
I think my favorite-red-dress
would look best on the tracks

I see the train coming
see the train coming
see the train comin
what if my shoes moved
what if my shoes moved
my shoes moved
my favorited red dress
it looks best on the tracks