Awakening
to almonds and chocolate and
the sweating bottle of brown acidic delight.
Wiping away the dryness
in my eye,
reminding me of the sadness
I couldn’t produce for you.
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The itching on my feet reminds me of you
and I try to make it go away

Slipping on the sweater
with the damp shoulders.
Reminding me of night
of rain
tears
you.

Oh man...I love my boyfriend so much...we do everything together...he like, calls me 3 times a day and I think about him all the time.  Good thing we spend every waking moment together (or thinking about each other) or I might die.  Dang...he's so awesome.  I remember when we first started dating...it seems like it was so long ago, but really it ( Read more... )

Today I feel fat and ugly.  I don't feel like getting a job or studying chemistry or even thinking about doing anything.

But napping is good.

I want to feel like people want me there, and the sad thing is that they do...I just don't want to be there.

And so, I ate food in my car, watched star wars cartoons, played diabetes games that I am horrible ( Read more... )

The more I wait, the more I think,

The letters I expect, the embraces, the laughter,

The service, the talks, the random acts of kindness.

The more I think, the more I think of you,

Your messages that I hate because you don't mean them,

Your ideas that are never followed through,

Your hugs that are too friendly to be love,

and too long to be a ( Read more... )

To be honest, wait...what was I going to say?  Oh yes...

To be honest, I don't admire people very often.  Sure, I can find something good about just about everyone, but that sure as heck doesn't mean that I admire them by any means.  But I finally found someone.  And her name is Abigail.

She was stuck in this awful relationship that she could never ( Read more... )

I think from now on I like my LJ...you all know that I prefer the little blogger...but I think I'm going to date both...and it will be different in both...that way uhhh...you can see different sides of me ( Read more... )

Normally I would never venture into the LJ world, but I feel as if this place has been neglected and needs my tender and somewhat loving care.  Life is becoming progressively harder to read.  I didn't really mean to write that, but as the fingers move according to the mind, and the mind is both conscious and unconscious, I suppose I have to deal ( Read more... )

It's weird being in love.  And I'm not to that obsessive point yet, but I do think about him a lot...a whole lot...and talk about him.  But that's only because he's pretty awesome right now.  I want to get to know him better so that I can find out what I don't like about him...or if there is anything.

Autumn is a time of

Loss

of Chlorophyll

or anger

But Fall is a season of

Change

in Feelings

or loves...

And there is that little piece of perfection in every

leaf

or person

That one can't help noticing

In the fall

the beginning of the fall

When it just begins to get cold

And people begin to get warm

There is plenty of space in my hand for yours

or ( Read more... )