Tuesday, January 31, 2017

For All Who've Passed On


Crocodile tears won't bring you back, and neither will the glassy, crystalline ones filled with inexplicable emotion, but sometimes we all just miss you too much not to try.

Monday, January 30, 2017

LA's Midnight Shooting Stars


If you are hoping to have your star shine

instead of fall, crashing and burning alive,

then I need you to understand that

clouds are your best friend. Even



greater than I could ever be. 

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Absinthe and Abysmal Dismay


You think about kissing other people
I tell myself it's fiction

and 

it was some fucked up night

and 

all the "real" thoughts will
be gone by the time
morning shows up
at the front door.

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Rainy Day's Solutions


Don't worry "Hun"
sunflowers
aren't my coping mechanism

anymore -

in fact, they have
become one of
the most heartbreaking
symbols I've ever known.

Don't worry "Hun"
sunflowers
don't mean I'm crying

anymore-

just that I don't
have any tears
left.



Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Awkwardly Honest


I like to tell myself it's okay to believe in ghosts.
That way my writing isn't the only one keeping you alive. 

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

She Called You House


Apparently you're a house, with the fireplace always roaring and the door open for all who knock. With windows in all the right places to see the best sights and a pointed roof to keep the bad dreams away at night. I guess you've been seen as a house - I can't believe how accurate this is. Such a beautiful safe heaven. 

Monday, January 23, 2017

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Circle Around Room 5106


I still remember the day you stopped everything just to help me clear my mind.

I still hear the birds agreeing with you as you said "all will be well; all is well, all will be well, and all will be well."

I still feel the gentle breeze dancing with the back of my jacket as I walk our path again.

I still smell the hot summer breath of honeysuckle and anticipation from the "garden" outside the office.

I still taste salted sorrow on my too chapped lips.

I still envision your burken stalks and long grey skirt giggling as they teased the pavement.

I hope you know just how incredibly grateful I am - and always will be. 

Saturday, January 21, 2017

The Angle at Which Light Hits


You are a secret I can never give up, even though you are no longer here - no longer relevant you will not be forgotten. Because you changed me in ways I never thought I’d change. And you, you are a memory that Time just cannot take. 

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Keep on Keeping On


You may not see the perfection we do, but I'm going to say it again anyway. You really are the most beautiful person in the world. 

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Fly Free


I love the colors you chose for your wings and I can't wait to see the way they shine against the sky. You always make your audience so proud and I am glad to say that you're with me. Happy birthday. 

Monday, January 16, 2017

Fabric Roses


They may not have the same appeal as live ones, but fabric roses live on eternally, like my love for you. 

Sunday, January 15, 2017

For Someone Lost


And on the day my body finally learns what it means to break and crack or ache the way yours did, I can think of nothing better to do than to use the pieces and parts you gave me to fix myself. Hopefully that will be enough to finally make you happy. 

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Ready for Some Sun:


I am wholeheartedly determined to make today something wonderful for as many people as I can. 

Friday, January 13, 2017

Thursday, January 12, 2017

It's Just Business, Baby


Sometimes I wonder if they should just ban me from the highway down by the airport, today I almost caused my third accident out there.

It's just that I can't help but wishing that every incoming plane could have you as a passenger. That way I'd never even notice you were gone for so long. 

Monday, January 9, 2017

Lost at Sea


And I know right now you are waiting on scores to be evened and waves to be leveled so you can rush out to the dock and sail once again. But every time you leave you come back just a little bit more distant. I just wish maybe someday you would return with all your memories of us and that smile I once adored so much.

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Grinning Wildly


No, I will not allow you to drag me down into the current. I have come too far to drown. 

Saturday, January 7, 2017

Jumping for Joy


I know, the little things can be entertaining in times like this. Especially when worry has had center stage for so long. That's okay, go ahead and enjoy what you can. 

Friday, January 6, 2017

Running on no Sleep or Food


Sweet, glorious coffee, save me yet another day. Lure me in with promises of brighter smiles and more cheerful words. Swear that the sugar is good for me and the milk will make me strong and healthy (even though we both know that neither actually does). Let me believe that you, my dear lovely nectar of the gods can save me just one more time.

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Ocean Cleansing


You can carve your name in the clouds or paint yourself down the street. Do anything you damn well please, just promise me it has a purpose and helps tell a story completely new to this unimaginative zombie-like world.

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Great Minds, Glorious Moments


We have such good times together that most days I find it is easier to get out of bed if I tell myself that today will be no exception.

Hopefully, armed with each other, we will be able to make this chapter one of the best we'll ever have. 

Monday, January 2, 2017

The Flames are Still Dancing


I always knew that you'd come back with new stories to tell and someone beautiful to help replace the memories with me. I just hope you were not planning on keeping the house where we wrote on the walls and drew on the floors, I burnt it down with the lighter you left in the left pocket of the leather jacket I stole when you were still here, still kissing on me as if I were an angel or something. I always knew that you'd come back with new stories to tell and someone beautiful to help replace the memories with me. I just hope you are as happy. 

Sunday, January 1, 2017

2017 Has Arrived!


And now we usher in a new chapter if we choose to, but it is up to each and every one of us to use each day wisely - to further our stories.