(2013)
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
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 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
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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 thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
