Although this seems so new
I’ve known you for years
And while you’ve grown up a lot
Since our days of kissing on concrete
Your soul emits the same beautiful waves
That I fell in love with 5 years ago.

So as we walk around the pet store today
My heart is screaming
I love you
And the anxiety squeezes my organs into nothingness
Pouring acid through my insides
And burning until I build up the courage
To translate my internal dialogue
Into something real
Because it’s not real if I don’t say it

*I’m ready to say it

The Kmart has closed that was located in Morristown, Tennessee.
That's one less place where people can shop and that includes me.
This particular Kmart was built in 1974.
After being in business for 43 years, they closed their doors.
They were in business for over four decades, that's a long time to be around.
This makes five department stores in Morristown that have been shut down.
I had shopped at Kmart since I was a child but I can't shop there anymore.
It's a shame that they had to call it quits, it's sad that they closed their store.

I'm supposed to get eggs.
Cereal.
Bread - yeah, we need bread. We always need bread.
Milk.
Logan wanted chocolate syrup.
I've gotta get chocolate syrup.
I don't want to get out of bed.
I want to stay here - I know here, I understand how my home works, and I want to stay where it's safe.
You know, considering the fact that I'm no longer protected.
I want those arms around my waist again.
Those surprise hugs from behind.
Stupid pick-up lines and sarcasm and Tumblr posts and soft rants and loud rants and everything else that I don't have with her any more.
But I-
I've gotta get chocolate syrup.

Shopping in Stratford is
always a struggle
cash at the checkouts
bags we must juggle
but
it's got to be done
or
no food
I'd be glum
if it wasn't for
shopping in
Stratford.

I window shop souls
I walk by slowing down for a while
Just long enough to see what they're made of
Light, dark, purposefully tarnished, ripped
Some are made for the daring
And some are just made for pleasing the regulars
Who shop way too often
But once I saw this unique one
With painfully beautiful hues
Woven together with pain and truth
I wanted to take it home
This one would match mine
I didn't though, someone was already buying it..

Tell me
on my
guitars she
model alone
and sing
with me
her song
with enough
shrill to
pierce her
ears wrest
her soul
with bling
while she
sought nigh
in me