(2014)
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
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 grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
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
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
