I am January.
But you're better than snow.

You have enough light
to right the wrongs
done by the evil men
from a lifeline
to my favorite
spider's web
sewn.

You lack the thickness
to right the wrongs I've
implicitly justified
as a nail to my fragile skin.

I'm heartless.

You are a pin
You may take my kin,
bleed, multiply,
amplify,
and remain.

Take my soul
and leave him
to do nothing
but be.

Its been years since we've met.
Years since we last said hello.
Years since I fell in love with you.

It's been years since we both left school.
Where we both were reckless teenagers.
Years since we left marks on our wrists.
I've stopped, I wonder if you ever will.

All these years, do you still remember me?
As your dog?
As your monster?
As your temporary lover?

I still remember you.
I remember you very clearly.
Because all these years,
I've never stopped loving you.

I was watching
"The Pacific"
An HBO series
On WWII

It was pretty well done
I just don't really much care
For the violent scenes
Although I know its realistic

Then I went to a chatroom
A christian chat I joined
It's fun sometimes

Now I'm eating kidney beans
And maybe I'll look for another
Show to watch

If not I'll watch a
Documentary again

It was a full moon tonight
I thought of Elsa Angelica
I hope you are having
A good night Elsa

in another dimension,
it's your birthday.

young things are leaving
the party through our legs.
soon, no one is left but us,
and in the dim light of the staircase
i am giving you something tangible.

in this dimension, you're asleep---
and i love you, wherever you are without me.

I am absolutely in love with
(who) you (used to be).

just a song.
simply a melody.
how is it capable
to make me feel
all this?

Because someday,
You'll forget his scent.
And someday,
You won't reread those letters.
And someday, those memories will be so faded, you'll question what was real.
And while he'll never mean nothing to you,
You'll move on.
You know, maybe you never will find "better".
But at least you'll find something different.
Something,
Easier..

I was the one who watched you
Stray from the one you loved.
Each night to her, you'd say,
"I love you".
And now she means nothing.
Which makes me wonder if
All of this will soon be
Nothing, too.

It was the kind of love that kept you up until 2 am.
The kind of love that always kept you reaching for one more kiss.
It was the most beautiful kind of love.
The kind of love in fairy tales.
The hardest to keep,
And the hardest to let go.