(2014)
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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
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 have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
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
