We need to talk, please take the time. Look me in the eyes somewhere along the way I lost you my friend. Please... this is hard to say. Somewhere the road diverged and I have no idea where I went wrong. But somewhere you disappeared, and now the way back is too dark to see, … Continue reading Mirror
It’s the soft caress along the calf, the purposeful touch of the arm. It’s the leaning in during a story, and the well placed laugh of the joke. It’s the brightness in eyes at the sight, and the jumpy excitement of presence. It's listening to words, that don't mean a thing, it's watching actions that … Continue reading Stop Asking Me to Watch
Cliches are that way for a reason, and to its detriment love has lost meaning. A poem isn't anything anymore, it's just a few, hole-y lines of cheese. So excuse me my demeanor. I mean no one harm. Just something was broken in an unforeseeable war. There is pausing, and wavering, insecurity and bitterness, and … Continue reading Not a love poem
I do not exist outside of my own mind. I am there everyday so it stands to reason that I do not exist outside of it because I never leave it. I watch the world, quietly, from this prison, and I listen. I listen within this haven's walls to what you may or may not … Continue reading I Mean I Said It; I Mean I Showed It.