And as he spoke,
he spoke ordinary words
although they did not feel.
For I felt what I had not felt before,
you'd swear those words could heal.

I look around at my friends and I wonder what is going on anymore. I used to pride myself in being the most cryptic of all of my friends, loving that I could know what was going on and they would have no idea unless I gave them a pathway. Now, I see crypticism flowing from everyone and I realize how much I hate being on the outside. But I can say ( Read more... )

The sky is a canvas, and the colors appear to bring the night as if swept on my brushes. Blended to perfection, never the same hue or placement twice. I have photographs and unfinished paintings from each morning, never able to finish for it rises too quickly. I'm up before dawn, and when I say up, I mean I can open my eyes and actually focus. I ( Read more... )

Alone. A unused piece of paper casted aside, waiting to be etched with deepest thoughts or lyrics, waiting to connect with fingertips and a black ink pen ( Read more... )

It's hard, and I'll be the first to admit it. When you are engaged/married/dating someone, it's hard to go back to just being friends right away. If you think you can, by all means try. But there is a good chance that it won't work ( Read more... )

Waking up to see him drawing on my ankle with a black permanent marker brought a smile to my face, enjoying the cool ink on my skin. A small music note rests there now, and I believe it's paybacks for drawing the sun, moon and the stars on the underside of his forearm while he was sleeping. They'll stay there for a few days and the thought of that ( Read more... )

As the sun rises across the sand, it gives it an almost illusionary light, like the reflection of a flashlight in a mirror against the breaking of the dark. I stand before the waves, letting the icy water crash over my ankles, enjoying the numbing shock my skin experiences. Jeans rolled just below my knee, paring it with the plaid peacoat I've had ( Read more... )

You started it, and you know you did. A seat beside the directors chair was placed for me, and I sat there and watched you work. It took minutes for you to slip into my seat while I was running an errand for my father. I came back, and you refused to budge. Instead, to my fathers dismay and my own, you pulled me into your lap and we sat, watching ( Read more... )

Mona Lisa Smile premiered last night ( Read more... )

I wandered the streets for hours last night, the black coat covering my body as much as it could as the breeze sent chills down my spine. There were few people out, the silence only being broken by the clicks of high heeled shoes hitting pavement. Walking down a unfamiliar sidewalk, I took the silence and unfamiliarity as a comfort. Finding a small ( Read more... )