I couldn’t sleep last night, so I wrote this. If I can’t sleep again I’ll probably end up reading this. I hope you read this. I hope you see this. This is is based on true events that either already happened or never will. This is a love letter to you. The woman I’ve either…
Tag: dreaming
F. Scott F.
F. Scott F. I don’t know if I’m more the grandness of Gatsby or the decency of Nick Carraway. Do I aspire to be the hero as tormented as that role may be or do I come to terms with the fact that the villain is pivotal in all of this and this is a…
Inspired By Conversations at Chilli’s
Inspired by conversation at Chili’s 9.10.15 We have let go of thank you’s. They have been taken over by the same disease that made lovers in the notebook forget they were both birds. We have embraced goodbyes and mastered it like an art form that has sculpted both our mental and physical decrees. Due to…
Streaming Thoughts 8.17.15
Streaming Thoughts. 8.17.15 I’m weird, so is everyone else. That’s why we create labels. I really like Saltine Crackers. Mac and cheese is one of my favorite foods. I’m not a fan of dessert, but love French Toast. Lion King is my favorite movie. I really like crushed ice (We could never afford a fridge…
Angel Wearing A New Prada Dress
Angel Wearing a New Prada Dress 8.17.15 So there’s this angel, this beautiful angel. That knows how far heaven is but she won’t walk thru the doors. She won’t take that first step. She wont soar. This angel, this beautiful angel. With no ill intent her God left her early on. Her faith is all…
Skyscrapers
Skyscrapers 10.13.15 I said I love you. From there everything broke down There was no going back There was no going forward Build or destroy Empires have been built on less Revolutions have started over fewer words Theories of the blueprint We became architecture.
Possibly
Possibly. 10.8.15 You do your thing I’ll do mine Maybe… Maybe we’ll meet somewhere down this complicated line Maybe when you’re a little older Maybe when I’m a little different But also… Maybe not I don’t put my faith in maybes
Troposphere
Troposphere. 9.10.15 I wish you were a cloud. So beautiful as they do nothing I could lay for hours and appreciate Both science and art they transform so gracefully into whatever my imagination need them to be Whatever the season no matter the company, they remain steady. On the days when they plaster a multi…
Turth Or Drink.
Turth or Drink 8.17.15 In a dark room sitting alone is truth. He has been there for awhile now. All alone by himself waiting to have a conversation. It’s not that he is hiding, it’s just no one is looking for him. Truth is sobering and everyone prefers to drink. He honestly thinks everyone forgot…
H.E.R Fear of Commitment
H.E.R. Fear of Commitment 8.16.15 She knew he would drop for women who always lived like it was fall, but smelled like it was summer when the leaves did their autumn dance. She knew his love would travel like sentimental road trips and plane rides provided by frequent flyer miles. But she was never a…
Art.
Art. 7.18.15 She spoke. I listened. She said. “Do whatever comes natural” And I wanted to reply “Everything that involves you” Instead I just gave a glance held her tight then replied “okay” From that point our night turned into a conversation about all our anythings and theories of infinite possibilities In the back of…
To Kill A Caged Bird.
To Kill A Caged Bird 7.16.15 Where I’m from they force the caged birds to not sing. For the fear that their songs might turn to screams. They take beauty away from queens. Not saying it’s fair, it’s real. No peace keepers. Just tortured minds equipped with weapons that cause mothers to have nightmares. You…
Young Lion 