| Bad timing. i just want it again knowing its possible knowing its out there seeing it. experiencing it. living it. heavy weights put pressure on my chest. i don't like this anymore. too much. "will it ever stop" "no, it never will" in my head all the time. some lines just stick. they just stay. "nothing gold can stay" |
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| April 8th, 2012 flowers and two packages of jelly beans a white vineyard vines polo, khakis and loafers dark hair and light glass eyes an L-shaped couch fit for two pile on the bed to listen to the neighbors. big laughs with watering eyes perfect timing. for once. dreams washed away by reality hopes up, not fallen for the first time red roses, orange sun flowers happiness. red cheeks. big smiles. beginnings. |
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| Haven't thought about that song in a while came to my mind as I poised my fingers over these keys went with it. i love midmorning the way the warm sun streams gently into the room to create a glow a light unlike any other time of day the way my bed feels cozier and my breathing gets deeper slower my eye lids lag and everything becomes. still. |
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| i just love spring. i like my open window i like the boy that shows up under my open window late at night early morning i like rough fingers running gently through my hair never before have i had that i think i could get used to it so much different. so much slower coming to terms and letting go bitterness fades happiness awaits a heart full of forgiveness growing up sleepy eyes and heavy breathing twitch. goodnight. |
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| today. breathe in. love more. be present. look everyone in the eye. smile at any chance. care about what matters. forget about what doesn't. simple. |
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