(2014)
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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 feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
