Thursday, November 20, 2014

Paint Only Comes in Crimson


She is a painter and a lover but her story has a twist because you see a match is the brush and the canvass is her wrist. Believe in me like I believe in you so you never have to know how it feels to be alone. You are the painter, not the brush. Never back down and never give up. 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Just Not the One



I know. It was because you loved me too much to stick around and see me in such pain. You figured it would be better to come back and help clean up afterwards. But your plan didn't really work because your absence killed me so much that I gave up on the rest. I know. You felt like a monster and couldn't bring yourself to face me again after the fact. It was because you loved me too much. I know. I understand.

You need to know.  I forgive you.

You need to know.

You should understand. 

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The Note I Should Have Left


Dear you,

I borrowed your jacket while you were asleep in my bed, I  found the keys to your bike in the pocket. So I went for a drive. I just needed a night out with the stars a shot of change spiked with hope. I had no idea that fresh air would be more addicting than your kiss or the way your voice sounds at 4 am. honestly, I thought I'd be back my morning and I'm so sorry I wasn't.

Love,
*****

P.S. I'll bring you the keys and your bike but I'm keeping the leather.
For now.

Monday, November 17, 2014

So Much More


I know, I know you don't want to hear this, but I am going to say it anyway:

you just don't understand.

Sincerely,

your whore.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Saturday, November 15, 2014

At Sea Level


"You think this is bad?" he asks you as kindly as he can manage.

Simply you nod then shake your head "no" hoping you haven't given yourself away.

"Man, this ain't nothing yet," he laughs as he walks away shaking his head up at the sky.

You can always go lower, especially from here. The good news about that is that you don't ever have to be alone again. 

Friday, November 14, 2014

In a Blinded House


You are an imperfect dream loved by a dreamer. For that you will go down in history.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

With Love, Chernobyl


If you knew how you make me feel you would probably move closer when i only want you to go away. Darling, loving me is a suicide mission unlike any other. 

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Halloween Parties


Who are you pretending to be this time Darling?

Oh and don't forget to smile for the camera!

It's always good to get out of your head for a while.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Sunshiney Words


Sometimes just saying good morning to them is the difference between your own day being average or something spectacular.