(2014)
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
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
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
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
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
