Freeways & Frozen Hearts

You are just too close for comfort, and I do not like it.
You are chasing me down, and I do not like it.
You are wanting more, and I do not like it. 
You are seeing more, and I do not like it.

But you...you listen, and I like it so much that I have become addicted.  

New Life

Bright Lights. 
Fast Cars.
Changing Lanes.
Freeways and Late Nights.
New Voices and New Faces.
Walking Sidewalks.
Turning Bridges.

And these new voices and new faces have become my new family, my new surrounding, my new life. 

Too & Too

You are just too precious.
You are just too polite.
You are just too lovely.
You are just too much of what I am not used.
You are just too much of what I need.
You are just too much of what I want. 

And I have always wanted too much...

Soft Sounds

I never knew an echo could be more haunting than a whisper.

...never looking back

Happiness is laughter.
Happiness is smiling.
Happiness is untouchable.
Happiness is contagious.
Happiness is forgettable.
Happiness is leaving.
Happiness is arriving.
Happiness is never looking back...

Slow Me Down

I am too quick. 
I am too fast.
I am too swift. 
And you are the edge that slows me down.

Slow me down...

Never Mind

There was a time when we were together.
There was a time when we knew what we wanted.
There was a time when we let it all slip through our hands.

So, never mind.  
Never mind it at all.  

The Crash

Did you hear the crash?
It was heavy.
It was dangerous.

It happened when she let go of everything she had ever known.

Did you hear the crash?
It was heavy.
It was dangerous.
It set her free.

Unfix

Pieces.
The pieces are falling.
And all we do is stare.

The Middle

It has already begun, but we have a lot we have yet to see.
If this is only the beginning, then we have worlds to discover.
If this is only the beginning, then we are going to find so much more.
If this is only the beginning, then we can not be afraid...

We can not be afraid.

Never Traveled

Dust.
Wind.
Sand.
Storm.
Empty.
Barren.
Dry.
Warren.
Lonely.
And Foreign.

And yet I am still so glad I took the road that was never traveled.

The Outcasts

Sound the trumpet, the beggar and the liar are free at last...

In All Fairness

You creep up on me.
Next time maybe you could warn me.

But that would not be fair would it?

The Journey After Seven

You will trip and fall.
You will jump and skip.
You will crawl and roll.

But you will soon stand tall...

Small

Your smile has become my weakness...