(2014)
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
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
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
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 awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
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
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
