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In and through You weave and move Outside my love Inside my grooves Hold you down Hold you still I didn’t mean to Make you feel That you were trapped Or maybe caught That you were stuck With no way out Love is not meant to bind But only to connect I wish that you
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Maybe I will always miss what we almost had. And maybe it’s the maybes and the almosts that will always eat away at me. Those Halloweens you talked about. I saw them too. And Christmases and birthdays and the green blue eyes of a little girl now we’ll maybe never get to name. Maybe we’d have the
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Some people think that those who remain friends after a bad breakup are the bravest. I don’t agree. I think that those who acknowledge that what someone did to them is wrong,…unacceptable even if not entirely intentional and closed the door on access to their lives are the brave ones. How courageous is it to
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LL. :8
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I’m sorry I forced myself on you. That was never my intention. I truly believed you wanted me but struggled with making the first move some time. I thought my words were kindling, my actions gasoline to your flame. I sought you out after turmoil to make it easier on you. I was wrong. I
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I know you feel you have to, but I guess I wish you wouldn’t I know you’re free to come and go, but I guess I wish you couldn’t Is it really the dollars and dimes you collect for your time Or is it the feeling that you get in your soul when you’re flying..
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Maybe I am the bookmarked pages of an old novel that hold your favorite words or 1 minute and 32 seconds into your favorite song that speaks fire into your life. Either way, you come back to me over and over and over … And here I wait to be memorized once again. :5
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I gave you every bit of my being. I asked for only the honor of being yours in return. And though it seemed like such a small and natural request to me, just lacing the invisible strings, it brought out a side of you I’d chosen to be blind to. But it was there all
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Are you the journey or the destination? Maybe I’ll never really know. But the walk will be so sweet that in the end it won’t even matter. :3
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There are people in this life who will, without even trying that hard or even having to, draw you in. Sometimes it is fast and all at once like falling into water. Sometimes it is slow like the last bit of honey from a jar. But, in the end, the result is the same