What does it sound like when your heart breaks? Is a tangible sort of a sound? A hollow reverberation of all the tiny pieces shattering....the memories entangled in broken shards of shattered vessels....Or is it more like a fading away...where the sound isnt heard but simply felt since its no longer there. You like it when I come to you broken. I ( Read more... )

Dead weight and worries ( Read more... )

Your sunflowers are sitting in their vase. They're dead. What was a beautiful gift that lifted my every thought is now an empty shell in a green vase. The petals fall off one by one. I've collected them to blow of my fingertips into the coming winds. Yellow to brown. Sunshine to sunset. Nothing lifts my mood like sunflowers and there you were like ( Read more... )

This book is giving me too much hope. Their situation was impossible, thier love rejected by most everyone around them and yet through it all he loves her. I find my mind wandering as I stare out the window at the perfection laid out before me. No I'm not dying. Not anymore. But I am sinking and losing touch on my way down. THe sunlight bathes the ( Read more... )

Its been a rough couple days ladies and gentlemen. and thank god my temper is under control....I feel like Im stuck between a rock and a hard spot.

Tonights lonely....and omg if I hear one more fing comment about some tone that im supposedly using I'm going to kill someone....no joke. I'm sick or your irritability...get over it.

Times Fading
Numbers fall from the body
Sticking to the ground
Ground the wires
Cut into the blue
Saving or killing all
All the lost souls
Wandering in suits and ties
Pretending to know
Know how they feel
Sensing only the third
Word of every line

I've seen him 4 times in as many days and tomorrow we go on our official second date. Why is it when I'm not looking that they come wandering into my life. And hes amazing. Respectful, funny, highly sarcastic, reserved, and driven. We go to the same school and have many things in common. For a long time in a while things have gone slow. We see each ( Read more... )

Two days filled with him. Movies, dinner, the aparment, work and still I wish to see more of him. Beatiful in his arms and in his eyes. He woke me up at 8 this morning...Normally I would be mad but to hear his voice so early in the morning was something else...soothing, calm. The games have begun.

The blood drains slowly ( Read more... )