(2014)
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
