If life was a career then,
We were at our height
From the hallowed high school hallways
To the Hollywood nights.
Acting like it’s our birthright
Called ourselves “mid flight”.
Destination unknown
It never mattered where we landed
Because Saturday night was our own.

Link up at the skate rink,
I see Teresa, I fake wink
There’s some drama starting in the parking lot
But it’s mostly dudes who just talk a lot.
****, we would show off our fashion,
Posted up on the wall for all the see
They all wanted to show love, stand next to you and me.
But that was never our scene.
Yeah, we had different passions.

Aw yeah, picking up girls to be romantic.
They swore they saw through our antics.
We laughed it off, then trashed the mall,
Then drove to the Atlantic.

Aw, the OC waves.
Those were some good days.
Then it happened in a flash.
Your reign ended in a car crash.
Now I’m smokin’, thinking of the ordeal.
I love you, my soul for real.

her eyes caught fire as i would read
of darkened paths that i had walked
her aura glowed a desperate need
to cradle demons i had stalked
i loved her from a distance
i knew though words were few
my heart cried its persistence
my morbid pride withdrew
she lives still in my memory deep
my soul she'll never leave
i spend a tear
and wish her near
where do you shine
my precious Yve

i met a man
not a boy
or so i thought
that i did

he was the combo
of aftershave and cocoa,
with a sharp tongue
and is candid


often he was like winter,
cold and makes my body shiver
a torture and sometimes
makes me feel under the weather



in a rarity he is like summer
an explosion of warmth and radiance
beaming with heat;
turns out to be childish and sweet

i met a man, not a boy
who left in me imprints of mystery,
became the silence in my cacophony
and my own sense of reality

Rendering summer’s mid day
Looking back at autumn’s memories
A warm winter having winds of may
Yonder saddened by tears of enormities

It is a difficult and intertwined world
Little by little we became distant
We became obsess with wealth
Forgotten to what is more important

What will words could ever be
Thoughts, farthest words form probably
In the place rainbow born and dies
And where the end of this life lies

When do you think people die?
When the heart stops beating?
When the body is as cold as ice?
It’s when.. they’re forgotten