your pages are all full,
and yet pictures still fill my head
pictures that you would enjoy
and protect.
i've never bonded to an object
quite like this before.
this is my story.
and my story goes on,
our story goes on.
it will take many more pages
in many more books
before my story is ended.
my story
is a poem
about the stars falling
as i hold your hand
in the cool grass
the place i go back to
the place where
my life changed
without me even realizing it.
my story
is staying up
long after everyone is sleeping
battling myself
over too many thoughts in my head.
my story
is chaos
and simplicity.
and scary decisions
and childish goals
it is short-term sights
on long-term goals
it is you and me
and feeling time rush past us
as the world stands still.
caught in a place of our own.
all these words i would write... and now it is time for something i have never done before, now you stand open beside me. i'm scared, but confident.
so tonight, i will spend one more night with all your secrets to myself.
and tomorrow is a new day,
but thank you for all the nights.
my leatherbound.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Sometimes words is all we have.
Dark clouds,
grey days,
I look up
and the rain comes down.
I cry,
we hope,
we hold
onto each other.
No words,
no actions,
no where to go,
that doesn't remind me of you.
Dark clouds,
grey days,
the rain comes down,
always falling.
It feels like I'm
always falling.
The days
pass by,
in a haze.
People come,
and go,
and whisper to each other.
They wonder
what to do.
I wonder
what to do.
And the rain still falls,
I feel I'll never see
the sun again.
Never feel it's rays,
never see your smile.
Even though
I know,
the sun will come back out,
and I will smile again.
Even with the dark clouds,
and the grey days,
and the rain that
washes away my tears.
My heart is with you, my dear friend in this dark time. You are an amazingly strong person and you have everyone behind you, supporting you. Always know that you are never alone. You have touched so many people's lives and we are all here for you, no matter where you are.
All my love.
grey days,
I look up
and the rain comes down.
I cry,
we hope,
we hold
onto each other.
No words,
no actions,
no where to go,
that doesn't remind me of you.
Dark clouds,
grey days,
the rain comes down,
always falling.
It feels like I'm
always falling.
The days
pass by,
in a haze.
People come,
and go,
and whisper to each other.
They wonder
what to do.
I wonder
what to do.
And the rain still falls,
I feel I'll never see
the sun again.
Never feel it's rays,
never see your smile.
Even though
I know,
the sun will come back out,
and I will smile again.
Even with the dark clouds,
and the grey days,
and the rain that
washes away my tears.
My heart is with you, my dear friend in this dark time. You are an amazingly strong person and you have everyone behind you, supporting you. Always know that you are never alone. You have touched so many people's lives and we are all here for you, no matter where you are.
All my love.
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