I'm leaving pieces of my life behind me everywhere
I go.
It's easier to feel the sunlight that way.I sigh, and oh - brush the hair from my lips and you ( Read more... )

Steph.
fair enough. still. it's just... odd. and slightly unsettling. not you and Sarah specifically, but... everything. I wish I still believed in fate. I like that idea better than chance.
Steph.not that I was ever positive when it came down to fate - you were the one who always insisted. but mostly, I believed. now, I feel like I look at the ( Read more... )

one.It comes and goes in waves ( Read more... )

It comes and goes in waves ( Read more... )

How to heal a broken heart ( Read more... )

I fell asleep on a late night train ( Read more... )

i.  do you love?

shhh. enough to paddle rafts across atlantic oceans
to brush fingers.
                             don't speak.

for this, I forsake my own centuries, chronologically absent
of you. I was there dragging pyramids from sand;

I was there.

(if love spans time,
                         non-linear, then I ( Read more... )

Conversations (love, in many words.)

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i.  It could be that we’re done, bundled
    ungracefully and tied with bits of black lace and heartstrings. My
    life ends with yours, you said,
    and all your gold-dusted eyes.

I’ve only two, I laughed.

Yes. But they go on forever.

ii.   Softly, oh
     slowly. Your voice is ( Read more... )

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Take this sinking boat and point it home.I should have bought the white umbrella when ( Read more... )

You can be anywhere, just promise you'll be breathing.I dreamt of you with a hand pressed hard against ( Read more... )