(2014)
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
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
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
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
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
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
