(2014)
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
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
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
