A song,
a laugh,
a smile.
A poem,
a tear,
a sigh.
A dream.
a memory,
I cry.
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-Even the air that I breathe and the flowers in a June summer day and the cold rain that pours lightly, then violently on the surface of my being. Even with each passer-by, strangers whose names I would never know, whose only fault was being in the right place at the very time my eyes landed upon the earth where we stand. And even with my eyes closed, even in the darkness whereas no light could even reach, no life could have ever existed
--- I could see you. God, I could only see you.
"I am heavy with the weight of missing you, my dear."
6.30.2014
THINGS ARE LOOKING UP.
*while listening to a Jason Mraz song...
There are days that you just want to get over with. Like that day you scraped your knee, or the day your pet died. Could be that day you got a fantastic zero out of a hundred score, or the birthday of a past lover, it might even be the day you said yes, your anniversary - or the day you found him in the arms of another. There are days that you just want to get over with.
This must be one of those days.
6.17.14
In finding you,
I have lost myself.
In finding myself,
I have lost you.
11.17.13
Someone once asked me why I fell in love with you. Let me tell you this, it was never about what you've given me. Not even about you've given up for me. I think more than anything else, it was this --
--You were the closest I ever came to forever...
Ahhh... Time's up.
06.23.14
You are my endgame. When all is done, once I fold my dreams, once I checkmate my life's game, once I had enough... I would love it if you're the one standing at the finish line, waiting for me.
05.05.14
