M&M's and Sketch Cartoons

He doesn't like peanut butter in his chocolate; he tells me there are better things by far.
But he doesn't realize how fragile he is.
He can't play kickball for the whole recess; he can only play the first seven minutes. And when he talks to the teachers, they have to kneel down to his level because sometimes his voice is hard to hear. He has to have someone carry his tray for him at lunch, and when he walks in the halls, he has to hold his teacher's hand.

Jimmy is special. But he isn't special because he needs more help than others to perform everyday tasks. He saves people from themselves. He teaches them how to love what they have lost. And he tells us, "It's all going to be okay."

--Somehow, I believe him.

Breakthrough

You're like stealing broken glass. I have no idea why I would do it other than to cut myself.
You're also like jumping off an 80-foot cliff into freezing cold water. The plunge will always be deeper than the jump.
You're like the pretty pink blush I brush on in the morning hoping it'll stay throughout the day.

And me? I'm like the chance you'll never take.

Yellow and Orange

She can't stand to see you smile. She can't stand alone.
Her heart beats better when it is broken.


If she breathes too deep, she breathes you in.

No. Never.

I created my own ocean so I could swim in deep waters without a life jacket. It's not so lonely out here like you think it is. It's quiet, lovely, and dark.

I know that wishing on a star is foolish, but you wouldn't believe all of the foolish things I've done for you.

Cigarette Rims

You're rough around the edges. Little do you know, I know how to burn.

He doesn't like to cry because he thinks it shows weakness. As a tear trinkles the oval of his eye, he looks at me. He thinks his tears will hide him somehow. But I see him. He's fragile. He's tattered. He's torn.

...and he's beautiful.

I'm Still Driving Away

I want to tell you that she's going to break your heart, but it's not my place.

So I'll just sit here and remember the summer
when we jumped from tall trees and swinging tires into the lazy river.
I think the leaves were jealous because we were flying high and free.

Broken Glass Trapped in a Rectangle

Time doesn't heal people. Letting go does.
I just want you to know that it's not easy to look at pictures of you.