Everyday I ask myself, "What am I doing with my life?" And sometimes... I feel fear when the words escape my mouth-- Like they are running into the unknown, Quickly being ripped away from me Without giving an answer to the emptiness I am left … Continue reading Just Existing
Waiting for love is like Waiting for warmth in December Or for snow in the middle of summer-- It's as consistent as the weather And as simple as an atom, Or a quiet explosion-- But I can't seem to find it.
It’s raining and my mind Is a blur of blue and green And brown and black Sitting next to you, I watch the windows reflect The rain painting the panes, And take your hands to dance. I want to dance in the puddles Until the … Continue reading Rainy Days
I want us laughing over spilt coffee Shuffling through a deck of cards With our legs crossed. I want that piece of sky When last night becomes tomorrow morning And our clothes try to hide What we made in our memory. I want our feet … Continue reading That’s All I Want