My morning light thoughts cannot equal your nighttime dark ones caught we are, between dark and light between heaven and hell, As my day begins so ends yours My dream thoughts have faded into the light of the morning sun while you are still living the day just passed, still existing in the fading…… Continue reading Morning Light Thoughts….
She was someone who did things to my mind that no one else had ever done, She lived her life and I lived mine, separate in our own existence running parallel to each other never quite meeting, never quite connecting, I tuned my thoughts into hers, but sometimes the static broke and disturbed…… Continue reading She Was Someone…
Isn’t it funny how three simple letters, can sometimes change the course of your life? Just try to imagine what could’ve been, would’ve been, had you said “I love you too…” instead of “I love you, but…”
via Daily Prompt: Temporary People come and go… Trees grow leaves that eventually fall and die. Rivers run dry. Flowers fade and food goes bad…. Everything is temporary… Except maybe mountains, and words… Just maybe.
via Daily Prompt: Bitter Yes, I can, in times be bitter. But even rhubarb can win hearts when dipped in sugar… So keep your sweet talk coming… Honey.
My words that you read or the words that I wanted to break your heart like branches in the winds, blowing in my mind, You wanted to escape, the tree skies, breaking I wanted to protect you, and cover your insecurity with the strength of my words, and the quietness of my…… Continue reading My Words That You Read…
She didn’t like my words, my prose, it seems so tore the letters into tiny pieces, she did, Throwing them to the breeze, changing into the blackest of butterfly wings, darkening the sky with rain, her tears fell down upon her, when she saw what she had done…. I took my pen,…… Continue reading Flower Words…
Strains of Rock and Roll a guitar riff echoed My mind’s wine like empty bottles, lying about The waiting waiting never seemed easier to get, What, I wanted, What, she wanted Crawling along the bed like her fingers across my skin I grabbed the edges of the sheets like…… Continue reading When, She Told Me…
Trying not to considering who- -wondering about what she does to me. Trying to keep my thoughts my own possessing what I am but knowing that she owns me all the same, Trying, but failing miserably not for the want of trying, just not being able to resist her influence on my thoughts, Try,…… Continue reading Trying Not To…
via Daily Prompt: Better I don’t aim to be perfect… Perfect is too much responsability to bear, too much worries, too much weight on my weak shoulders… I just want to be better… A little better, everyday, a little bit, little by little. Just a better version of me, getting better tomorrow and…… Continue reading Better…
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