(2014)
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
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 say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
