(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
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
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
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
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
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
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
