Blue Eyes

"Time with you is never enough.
Time apart from you is always too much."

Momentum

I wish I could shield you from the heartache that will soon surround you. But I can't stop the future; I can't stop the fight. When you fall, you will fall hard. And if it takes you a few years before you get up, it's ok. I'm here holding you.

Just remember, you're the only one who is yet to surrender.

Creux

You creep up on me like a winter storm.
You lay down next to me like an old friend.
You sit with me, and we whisper like we're lovers.

We are intertwined like fire and ice.
We stick together like oil and water.
You are my bluebird, and I am your worm.

Coal

I will forever hate you when you are close by and love you when you are far away.

Escape

Somethings I just don't want to know.
Somethings I just don't want to say.
Somethings I just don't want to be.

Somethings. . .

Yes

Never.
Never.
Never.

Never say never.

From the Sea

White dress. Spaghetti strap. Three buttons.
Pretty jewels. Sand-strung hair. Bare feet.
Rocks. Wind. Ocean.

She's an image of beauty.
She's an image of brokenness.
She's an image of healing.

She is yours.

Crash

You started out so far away from me.
Who knew so far away was so close?

Wall Lights

I stayed up and had a chat with the man in the moon last night. He whispered your name, and I stared at him because he's not supposed to know that. But the thing about the man in the moon is that he knows everything--the things I tell him and the things I don't, the things I show him and the things I hide. He knows me all too well, all too willingly.

He knows me the way I wish I knew you. . .

Road

Tell me it's different.
Tell me you're not afraid.
Tell me, at the same time, it's something that scares the Hell out of you.

And when you tell me this, look me in the eye.
I've been waiting to dive in.

Red

It's your way of getting back at them because they always chose someone else over you. They always made the bad choice, and now it's your turn. Choose away, no one's begging you to stay.

His Secrets Aren't Spoken

You have too much control.
You have too much baggage.
You have too much you're not letting go of.

You are your own slave.
But one day, you'll be set free.

Know

I'm sorry I thought you were different.
And I'm sorry I thought you were special.

Prove to me I'm wrong, and maybe we won't have to wonder what might have been.

One Fall

Calm. Candy. Collective.
She tastes sweet, and you want so much more. . .of only her.

Tell me, what is so special about her? Why is she the only one you walk away from when you want to draw her the closest? Why is she the only one you long to tell your secrets to?

Do you see the shine in her eyes? That's where she'll keep your secrets; that's where she'll keep your treasures. Because to her, the only shame in life is not being honest.

He Believes

Send me something new, something true.
Send it when I'm falling, when I'm shaking.
Send it when I'm reckless and ruthless, torn and tattered, beaten and bruised.

Send me something new, something true.

She Whispers

I swear to God I don't know what I'm going to do when my prescription runs out.
I just might become addicted to you.

"I've found a love for
something not human, not in
the least. But it's so
real, so raw, so mine.
And I love it. And nothing
will come between us."

Now

The war is over, and I surrender.
Two things I've learned: You can not control Love. Love controls you. It must; it has no other choice unless you want things to get messy.

"It's in his eyes that I lose control. . ."

Close And Far

One should not wish to avoid feeling numb to avoid pain because that same numbness will creep into the happy moments of your life and steal them.

Seven

I always wrote your name with blue chalk because it looked so lovely when the rain washed it away. I always wrote my name with pink chalk because it matched. I always wrote your name with blue chalk because it was like the sea you were meant to be. I always wrote my name with pink chalk because it looked like the flowers you'd never bring. I always wrote your name with blue chalk because it wasn't permanent and never left any trace after the storms came. I always wrote my name with pink chalk because it was permanent, and I was always the one still standing after the storms came.

Sidewalk

It always ends broken.
It always ends in pieces.
It always takes more from me than I want it to.

And I still want more. . .

Monster

Beauty is just as destructive as the one who beholds it.

Twirl

She has a high tolerance for vodka and boys that are no good for her.
She wears red heels on Sunday mornings.
She speaks out of turn, and she speaks her mind.
She breaks her nails over stupid things like spilt coffee and burnt onion rings.
She broke your favorite picture frame, the one you promised to hang on the wall someday.
She also broke the glass floor you used to walk on.
But that's okay, she's used to breaking things.

Chance

I let go of you three years ago.
Now I'm letting go of the idea that one day you'll come back to me.

Ignorance isn't the bliss it's cracked up to be.

Roll the Dice

Her eyes hold a mystery that you can't solve, and her hair holds a beauty that you can't touch. Her face holds a joy that you wish you knew. You tell her she's beautiful, and you tell her she's pretty. But you will never tell her you want her to be yours. Heaven forbid you risk it all for the only girl you have ever wanted to give every piece of yourself to.

Right?

Our love breeds danger.

Our love breeds pride, our love brings

more bad than good, right?

Green Fire Truck

There are some dreams you just can't forget.
There are some kisses you just can't regret.

Charades

Sometimes your smile is so inviting.
And sometimes your smile is so cruel.

I wish it was more inviting.

Eternally

If I could give you the world, I would. But instead, I will give you my world, and you will be the center of it. I will pour my soul into you, and you will live. You will breathe. You will find new life. You will be mine, and I will be yours.

In That Day

One day we'll figure
this out, and we will see why,
we will see who, we
will see how. Nothing
will be a secret, and all
will be clear. We will
know the Truth. All we
know are the lies, the pain, and
the sorrow. We know
more than we ever
were supposed to know, to see,
to feel. We know too
much for our own good.
And we have survived, barely,
but we have survived.
The angels wonder
why we were created, why
we were allowed
to stick around. What
they don't know is that
our hearts are just as
strong as they are weak, and they
have yet to see our
strength. Remember, love,
I told you one day we will
see. . .yes, we will see.

Mike & Ike

You are lovely.
You are beautiful.
You are broken.

And I wish you could know there is more to life than what you have experienced and what you know. I wish you were open to the idea that you can be anything you want to be.

. . .you can be who you want to be.