Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Monday, March 30, 2015

Powderized Carbon

  

Well, you have survived fourteen awkward years with us so far, I hope you are enjoying it because there are still so many more to come. Today's all about you, just don't get too excited, you'll burn the rest of the world into the same charcoaled ebony bits as you. Anyway, happy birthday bud!

Love,

Madison, Mom
Zach, Tyler
Killain, Megan
Nanna Neen and Papa Bob,
Susan and Kristina

     HAPPY

             BIRTHDAY!!!

        HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

             HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

                    HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Gone so Fast


"Have you ever seen anything else so beautiful?" Time asked me.

"Only once," I answered with a rush of memories. All involving you.

I think that's why I miss you so much when we're together.

Time doesn't usually pry. 

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Perspectives


"I've only ever imagined someone so beautiful, why can't I compare you to Aphrodite?" you asked one night as we lay in bed watching the shadows play tag across our porcelain frames.

"Because this is just a dream, you're not really here tonight," I answered running my fingers through the hair at the back of your neck.

"Oh, that's where you're wrong Love," you laughed as you joined the shadows in their game of chase across my plains.

Friday, March 20, 2015

In Complete Shock


It's not enough for me to do my best if it's still not enough to make you smile. 

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Waiting on the Bees


There was something about the way she put flowers in her hair from all the places she's been and how she sing-songs her way through life that made her so adorable. She had one of those million dollar smiles and a world wide, awe filled epiphany of joy and true bliss. She was yours and the only reason so many people envied you the way they did, so why is she always found crying?

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Stringbean's Seventeen


It's been a while since I've seen you, but I want you to know that I miss you more than you will ever know. Anyway, today is your day, the crown is yours. All eyes on you, let them bathe in your glory and glisten in your starlight. There's so much more than to you than you realize and the love we have for you is completely immeasurable. I hope you are enjoying a fabulous, glorious, green birthday. 

Friday, March 13, 2015

Warning of Absence


I know, you're in the middle of something great, completely satisfied with the moment as is, and Sleep finds you. She yanks you away "gently" but with enough force to have you instantly. There's a pen in your hand and a notebook on your lap, ideas flowing easily, smoothly, continuously and then you have the best dreams you've ever had. Believe me, I know what that's like, but you getting sleep is so much more important than finishing your page right now and actually, I'm bringing this up because if I ever manage to miss a day here I want you to know it's only because Sleep won and I had ink on my hands and legs when I woke up. It's only because my notebook ended up in my arms like a baby or a stuffed animal and I woke up to bent pages and a wrinkling sound of sorts. Don't worry, I'll come back every time; well, until you stop visiting and I give myself to Death. But still don't worry, you'll be gone long before I am. 

Thursday, March 12, 2015

One Way Ticket


I love you enough to respect your decisions, but my mind is made up and I'll go without you. Without hesitation. I love you enough to miss you and wish you were there when I'm having the time of my life, but this means too much to pass up. Say goodbye as you let me walk away. I love you. Come along?

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

The Purpose of Thought


Without questions there would be no answers. Without answers no solutions would ever awake themselves. Without solutions we would just be meaninglessly warm bodies for trillions of cells, so much smarter than we will ever know, to call home.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Absolute Radiance


You're bound to be a star, to shine brighter than any halo in the bible but you've got to accept that I'm the night sky - I am the black hole pulling in anything with the potential to stop you. 

Monday, March 9, 2015

Just Stay


“Your heart is a prime example of a premium golden soul painted inside of a seriphium’s body. I’m just not sure you understand what that means quite yet,” she whispered as he put his hand on the doorknob and began to turn.

“That’s exactly why I need to go while I can, Love. Don’t worry if I don’t make it back,” he replied calmly, “It’s just my way of letting you know that there’s someone else out there that’s better for you.”

And with that he left her to the fading peace, withering inside the darkness, buried beneath unfriendly demons and suicidal silence. Never to be seen again.

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Let's Live Backwards


You were already gone, a sort of apology rose and bubbled to my lips, but you weren't there to hear it. Remember I said something I'd never mean, you crossed your arms and stomped away darkly. The moment was grim, our beautiful silence took Death's hand and became something so much less friendly, it attacked us. Nothing happened, no fires, no joy, no passion or conversations, no feelings presenting themselves today. Nothing happened. Perhaps that's it though, nothing happened. There was a knock on the door, I answered it, you came in and sat on the couch. It was still cold by the time I got home, I turned on the heat and found that blanket you used to love so much. When I woke up it was a simple day, just the same as any other. Anyway, how did you sleep.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Mockingly Condusive


As you spoke softly our limbs intertwined, on your lips I tasted him, then a piece - nay, a drop of your soul traveled down my heather-honey coated throat as I realized he is plain as water and you, you are lavender mint tea - similar in form, alike in nature, one in the same I fear not. In fact, he was another of light's wanna be lovers; only night is not nearly as endless as space - he can never satisfy a new born star just as you cannot push me far enough away that I will no longer shine on your brilliant raven wing stage. 

Friday, March 6, 2015

Amusement Parks


Look, I’m not saying that I’m perfect. I never meant to insinuate that I’m better off than you. It’s just that finally, for once, there’s not a force in my life trying to drag me back and down. And I’m so sorry that you lost this feeling of Freedom that I’m feeling right now, but you know as well as I do that it’ll be back someday. Because Life, she’s funny, she’s a thrill seeker, and she thinks that everyone should join her on every roller coaster ever made.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

White Crayon Collection


Today you are one of the forgotten. Maybe tomorrow you will be the sole founder of history. 

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Forever Young and Free


Cancerous glitter sparkles from its nest within your short hair and your eyes full of child-like wonder glisten happily alongside each other. There's not to much light, but you still shine brighter than anyone else I've ever seen. And still you amaze me with each day to pass. 

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Glitter in Your Hair


I'm so sorry you don't like the way we chose to break the monotonous silence. It was absolutely nothing against you, we just wanted a decent reason to smile.

Monday, March 2, 2015

Locked but Never Closed


There's always noise flooding in through the windows coming from the street. People passing by on their ways somewhere they have to be. Too busy to ever stop to find the beauty around them. It's a quiet kind of place though, with sunlight streaming in from every angle and the kind of walls that let a piano sing even more sweetly than clouds and angels do. It took a while to feel like home, but once you started visiting, dressed in nothing more than laughter, bearing nothing more than hope, coming almost daily the loneliness began to fade and the emptiness was filled with dreams of better days. To you and yours my door is always open. 

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Wear This Ring, Darling Drizzle


I, in rain held you close, carved our names in the dark, watched as swans tied you to yourself in an effort to keep you warm for the winter. I, in rain, whispered the word in your ear and promised no one is wrong here, that the light is near and solutions are rising to take me as I am in an effort to see if we could twist tradition and let me ask you to spend forever feeling this way as we fall in love over and over again before Darkness takes us and Death himself finally dies.