He died three weeks after it all went down Then he died again last night My dreams keep killing him off Trying to ease the ache of what I’m afraid will overcome me As I learned the news The pain overtook my heart My tears soaking my pillow The one I’d always imagined him … More Kill The One You Love
Sometimes I stop to watch the sunsets They’ve gotten deeper More intense as the days go by Purples and pinks Reds and oranges My favorite colors blending My tears bleeding Your absence a deep hole Felt within the confines of the thoughts I refuse to let go of And the truth is I … More Covered In The Colors
Wait Don’t fade Not before I find the courage To say all I’ve wanted to say Your face How it follows me everywhere And the signs haven’t faded They’re as plain as day I’d like to know What I ever did In my life to deserve this And why it took me so long to … More Without Me
I’d rather have your arms around me, but I have my imagination instead I’d rather have your legs warming my feet, but I have this old blanket instead I’d rather listen to stories about your life, but I have these books on my shelf instead I’d rather have your hands in my hair, but I … More Prefer You
How do you do it? How do you dream with an empty heart? How do you lie in bed at night without two arms around you? How do you manage to dry your tears when you know hope is foreign? How do you rise? How do you find the strength to breathe when your … More An Unspoken Notion
Damn these stars For making me wish For making me feel so much ♥ Damn these songs For starting a fire in my heart For the flow of tears never-ending ♥ Damn these dreams For making me want things Unattainable ♥ Damn this heart For praying for miracles For hoping for fairy tales ♥ Damn … More Love, Be Damned
“Don’t think about it,” says the mind. “Don’t look at it,” says the heart. “Don’t spill out,” says the eyes. “Don’t speak of it,” says the mouth. “Numb it all away,” says the body. “Destroy everything in your path,” says the soul. Because eventually it will all fade. Eventually, you’ll be void and … More Moving Through Pain
Sometimes I watch the planes fly in at night, wishing you were on one of them, making your way back home to me. You’d call and say, “Baby, I’m home.” I wouldn’t have to wonder what that feeling felt like anymore. But a part of me does wonder, if there’s any part of the longing … More Longing
In the midst of the pain I’m still looking forward I want the long car rides, music playing and stories shared. Your hand on the wheel, the other on my knee. I want to know the relief of knowing you’re mine. You’ve never been anyone else’s and neither have I.
You can look for me in crowds of strange faces, their eyes aglow with the possibility of no attachments. But you won’t find me there. You can search through the endless abundances of the same type of girl, eager to please, morals hidden. But you won’t find me there. You can peruse your way through … More Where You’ll Find Me
Sometimes I wonder how it would be if you knew. If you are waiting for me as long as I am waiting for you. How would it be if you too dreamed of me? I wonder how it would be to have you waiting for me, at a terminal, in the midst of chaos and … More At a Terminal
A Sober Head Full Of Confusion 