I thought, at one time, that this could simply all exist for one special person. That was a huge mistake, this is for everyone to find meaning in. Take what you will how you will, enjoy or not, all of that is up to you. I can create what I am inspired to and leave it here in hopes someone will find this feeling that it is for them and only them, while the anyone can feel this way and understand the point - finding meaning in yourself. If you've found this, I love you even more.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
The Artistry
You hold a pencil in your hand
one ready for soft gray lines
before promising me anything;
though it is also more than capable
of engraving our entire life.
There is a sort of passion
in everything you do;
however it does fade away
sometimes slowly, preventing
mistakes too dark to erase.
As you drag that pencil across
the rough, pulpy paper again
I am coming up with the story to
tell on the same page when
others dare to pretend that they
understand.
Someday your work will be in
all the finest museums covering
ceilings in a million mausoleums
and yet that will not be the end.
Because one day they will know
your name the way I do.
I just hope that you remember
I loved you before you were cool;
you are my brightest star
and I would do anything for you.
When you finish this page
let me see it before moving on
I think I can inspire the next one
with lines showing the depth of you
and the contrast in me.
Someday we will be your
most famous work of
artistry
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
The Short Little Phrase
Just in case you
were wondering I heard you screaming when I fell, I saw you bleed
when I got scratched up, and I know you wanted to give me your joy
when I was broken by sorrow. But I need you to know that I took that
fall, so you would only scream, bleed, and smile when the world tried
to bring you down. I tool that fall only so you wouldn't have to
later on. Because I am all out of midnight phone calls saying all
those things we both wish I had said. I'm all out of words to whisper
just behind your ear when we drift effortlessly off to sleep. And I
am sorry to say this, but I've even run out of your favorite, those
lovely rants that could go on and on about how important you are to
me, who I am when we are together, and all those moods we had when I
couldn't clearly tell which parts of us were you and which were me.
And just in case you didn't know this yet, I only walked away because
I knew that you could no longer freely stay. I hope that you remember
that when you go back to your dream state of mind and hear me all
those times when I promised, I swore, Forever and Always, and all
those moments we were so wrapped up in each other that I promised I
would not be the one to leave you. I did it because that's what made
you happier than I ever knew how to.
Please don't
forget to remember me and all the things we did for each other
because that's exactly what it means to be in love.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Friday, June 21, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
The Innocence The Freedom and the Lack Thereof
I
touch all those things you used to touch so that I can feel me still
thinking about you as you are, somewhere that Time cannot touch,
thinking of me. And I still stare at the brilliant blue sky
remembering all the pictures we took on that day we swore that the
feeling we felt was love, because we swore up and down that the blue
I saw was the exact same blue you saw. Then as time went on the sky
began to fade and the tide began to rise, I guess it wasn't love
after all, because effortlessly you let me drown. Really that was not
love, it was not even lust, but merely...
loneliness...
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Saturday, June 15, 2013
The Phrase "I Love You"
Just in case you
were wondering I heard you screaming when I fell, I saw you bleed
when I got scratched up, and I know you wanted to give me your joy
when I was broken by sorrow. But I need you to know that I took that
fall, so you would only scream, bleed, and smile when the world tried
to bring you down. I tool that fall only so you wouldn't have to
later on. Because I am all out of midnight phone calls saying all
those things we both wish I had said. I'm all out of words to whisper
just behind your ear when we drift effortlessly off to sleep. And I
am sorry to say this, but I've even run out of your favorite, those
lovely rants that could go on and on about how important you are to
me, who I am when we are together, and all those moods we had when I
couldn't clearly tell which parts of us were you and which were me.
And just in case you didn't know this yet, I only walked away because
I knew that you could no longer freely stay. I hope that you remember
that when you go back to your dream state of mind and hear me all
those times when I promised, I swore, Forever and Always, and all
those moments we were so wrapped up in each other that I promised I
would not be the one to leave you. I did it because that's what made
you happier than I ever knew how to.
Please don't
forget to remember me and all the things we did for each other
because that's exactly what it means to be in love.
Friday, June 14, 2013
The Meeting Here
Nothing is stopping us.
Not the people staring in disgust or the teachers looking past.
There's no time, clock, or fear strong enough to change my mind. So
if we kiss my heart will soar and my head will race then tears will
fall because we ended the world without really ending it at all.
Honestly, I vote we kiss – but don't be mad if I seem upset.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
The Pencil Scratching Paper
Never have I heard a sound
I could not accurately describe – until I met you. Never was there
a picture I could not repaint – until I saw what you do with your
time. Never in my life has there been a moment I want to remember
more – until I realized just how easy it is for you to take away my
pan and love me more than I have ever loved myself. And I hope you
can forgive me but will never be able to describe you well enough to
do you any justice at all.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
The Book Filled With Lines
And no matter what
patterns of ink these pages absorb it does not make anything any more
or less important than it originally was. And as you eat my thoughts
the way they used to I can't help but wonder if they taste any good
or if they are far to sour. And every line I draw, every squiggle I
etch down has a purpose and a meaning. Please just don't devour my
soul as well.
Monday, June 10, 2013
The Night Fades Away
Good morning, Sweetheart. I know you are still in bed, safely dreaming of all the wonderful things in your head. Like tea cup rhinos and monkeys wearing monkey suits, cause that's how your dreams chose to go. But when you are up and moving around, I want you to know I love you. Remember, you're the one always safe and sound. I miss you, and you know I do. Have a beautiful day, Love.
Sunday, June 9, 2013
The Present is Perfect
You are not the future you
that is worrying about bills, money, and all those things I would
like to help you with but am not sure I could. You are not supposed
to be there yet and when you are there no one is supposed to be there
yet and when you are there no one is supposed to upset you this much.
You are not the younger
you that was forgotten on the playground day after day that learned
to walk home and dodge the bear bottles as you moved around of empty
rum containers that were twice your size. Even now you should not
know people so wasted. A child should never have seen a place so
dark.
However, you are here in
this current moment with someone you claim yo love with every fiber
of your being, thread of your soul, and splinter of your heart. They
are me and I love you too, so please stop jumping through the blocks
of time. Nothing will ever be more important than where you are now.
Saturday, June 8, 2013
The Honest Rant:
Dear You (C.A.W.)
You will never understand this, and I understand that. You are amazing and I know you know that. You cannot even imagine what you mean to me and be anywhere close. I love you, and I need you to see that, without question, without hesitation, without doubt. I miss you, even when I am closer to you than I've ever been to anyone alive. There are so many things I don't know how to word, so many things you say that bring me to my knees and make me wonder what it was like to be truly alone before, so many things that show me that there is an entire world that existed for so long without me knowing you. Take me away. Stay with me. Either way I am fine, so long as you still see me as me, so long as you remain happy even satisfied. You are my world, my soul, my missing piece and I hope that you are alright with that being said. I have never felt more real, more content, or more amazed than the moments that I spend with you. Superman, I love you. I really do.
The Insecurity
You...
You are such a good actor,
I never would have guessed
that you of all people didn't
realize you were so blessed.
I didn't see how scared you are,
how weak they made you feel.
Love, I never thought of you
as someone waiting to heal.
I gave you everything I had
taught you all that I know.
Tore my heart apart for you
and you still think I'm gonna go?
You...
You seem so strong and kind
with a soul so magnificent and pure.
Like nothing can touch you
but you're broken for sure.
I am a journal... people write
their secrets in blood on me.
They become my secrets and thoughts,
hoping this will set them free.
They are so much to bare though
every day they eat me away.
Babe, I love you, your worries are safe
but they'll kill me anyway.
You...
You had so much potential
to be so much more than this.
Believe me, you still do too,
just wait Life has some bliss.
You are such a good actor,
I never would have guessed
that you of all people didn't
realize you were so blessed.
I didn't see how scared you are,
how weak they made you feel.
Love, I never thought of you
as someone waiting to heal.
I gave you everything I had
taught you all that I know.
Tore my heart apart for you
and you still think I'm gonna go?
You...
You seem so strong and kind
with a soul so magnificent and pure.
Like nothing can touch you
but you're broken for sure.
I am a journal... people write
their secrets in blood on me.
They become my secrets and thoughts,
hoping this will set them free.
They are so much to bare though
every day they eat me away.
Babe, I love you, your worries are safe
but they'll kill me anyway.
You...
You had so much potential
to be so much more than this.
Believe me, you still do too,
just wait Life has some bliss.
Friday, June 7, 2013
The Quiet and the Stillness
Lately, I have had a bit too much time on my hands to think... to think about all the mistakes I've made. To think about all the things we want to happen. To think about everything anyone has ever thought of. And every time I do my thoughts lead me to you. I know you have a little extra time as well, where do your thoughts take you?
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
The Dreamers Are Safe in Bed Still
They keep telling me that you will never see me the way that I see you. They keep saying that you will never give me the time of day to even learn my name. But they were also the same people that thought I was never going to be strong enough to build myself up again after the last one. So, if you have your eye on me, or you see me walking through the halls one day, why don't you at least say hey. There could be so much more between us than this far away invisible spark I feel.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
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