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 This journal is officially dead.
Kind of sad.  Loots of memories.
I'll still be reading everyone's daily, just not really ever updating anymore.

I love you journal.  You've been good to me.

-Chelsea

 We saw two stars tonight;
one shone grey
the other white.
We saw an empty sky.

We felt the weight of crashing light;
beads of rain,
a grieving night.
We saw the day pass by.

Our hands held tightly,
held so high.
A past preserved
behind tired eyes.

We will never find where we want to be
but only anticipate this eternity.

 Oh, I'm sorry .. what time did you say it was?  6'oclock in the morning?  And you've been up since when?  4:30 in the morning?  Why, Chelsea?  You're sick?  You have a fever of 101.6?  You have one nose hole completely stopped up?  Your throat is dying?  You keep taking your clothes off and then putting them back on because you're hot and then  ( Read more... )

Its the strangest feeling to suddenly recall an old memory .. one that hadn't been thought about in years.  Its as if there is this box of forgotten memories in my mind that, every now and then, opens up to let a single memory escape.  But, the manner in which the memory is received is so different when its one of my dad.

I was eating lunch today ( Read more... )

Give her the sea.
an ocean tide,
begging for her feet.

Give her this light.
an incessant longing,
inside a spilled stretch of night,
searching for her body.

Once more ( Read more... )

Much like a wild horse pouring from the stalls,
callow and unbroken,
frantic to the touch;
so my heart seems
in the face of this confinement-
in this longing to be seen.

Tell me that the world ( Read more... )

I don't want to be right
if it means this ends tonight.
And I don't want to listen,
to what you have to say,
if it only leads to you walking away.

Please just string this along,
across an emtpy clothesline,
and let the doubts you have
hang until they dry.

And with the rising of the sun
we'll feel the weight of our mistakes;
golden skin, hand in hand ( Read more... )