Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Dear Dakota, Hey There Delilah

We've always been the far kind of close. The kind of far where all you know about each other is what you make up in your mind about the routines they hold on so strongly to. Where you see each other every day and the sound of their voice brings butterflies to life in your stomach. And you know it's not love, but there's still something that pulls you further from shore with every step they take in the wrong direction. It's one of those times when talking to strangers is the only way you have to make friends you actually like and every other word of caution from your friends and family is forgotten. The silence is welcoming and the lack of communication says so much more than words or pictures ever could. We've always been the far kind of close, now that I'm gone, wouldn't you like to be the close kind of far?

Saturday, April 25, 2015

The Last Impression

There's a sense of divinity in her smile and hope in her laugh. The tears running down her face look like shards from the frames she threw at the wall and the blood on her hands is too dark to be her own. She's always been one of those girls everyone wants but no one's brave enough to touch.

She's one of those divine sort of enigmas with a mystery so secret all the world's her stage.

It's time you told her how you really feel. 

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Moving Pieces

"If you keep moving slowly, what can you expect to accomplish?" I asked as you worked a little bit each day to finish your report.

"It seems more logical than rushing at the end," you answered calmly, never looking up from your work.

"When did you become a tortoise damning me to an eternity as the hare?" I questioned knowing that the rage would scream even if I did not.

"That happened the day you died and let everyone else take a shot at molding you," you explained in that way only you could ever, where every painful word still managed to sound beautiful. 

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Something Wonderful

I'm not sure if any of that was real or not. If you felt it too. If it was all just a dream in my own mind. But I do know that if you were there too, you'd be smiling right now, just by the thought of it. 

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Ripped Pages

To tear me up the way I need you to may terrify you, but sometimes the only way to know your true potential is to fall to pieces and begin again. I completely understand how scared you are, but I really need this from you. 

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Cave Creatures and Their Shadows

"Can you see anything?"

"Just you. Can you?"

"Same, only I see me too, not you."

"We'll how's that possible?"

"Your surroundings are aspects of yourself."



"What do we do then?"

"Keep looking. Muster hope."



"You're so wise!"

"So are you."

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Big Cities, Small World

Two little hearts growing up together, together just a little bit less alone, learning how to live the very best life possible, floundering beautifully through love, all the while never hearing anything truly reassuring enough of the fact that you and I would be okay. Together. 

Police Me

I am staving for you in ways I've never before even been the slightest bit peckish. 

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Electric Blue

You're the kind of beautiful that requires tears before successfully getting you down on paper. 

Friday, April 3, 2015

Now More Than Ever

If you can find the strength to trust me I promise nothing will harm you again. Not even yourself.