04 4 / 2012
Month of Poetry
I am not a poet.
But I want to try and write for this month of poetry. I appreciate spoken word. I appreciate seeing someone who allows me to see their vulnerable side.
Poets write about many things, especially the human condition. Those hit me hard the most. Poems with emotion always force me to stop the beating in my heart because I’m afraid that it will break in two.
I’m going to try.
We’ll see how this goes…
16 11 / 2011
Random thoughts of the day…
I woke up this morning. I turned towards his face. I wanted to trace it with a pencil. I thought maybe I could capture that moment and show everyone why I love him so much. But all I had was my fingers, so I outlined his face and tiny eyes.
-ML
This was a post about him in February 2010. I remembered it suddenly. I wanted to find it. Found it. And then…I didn’t know what else to do with it.
I really did love him way back when. It just…disappeared somehow…
I’m having a hard time letting it all go…
I still miss him, but the intensity has decreased a bit…
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07 11 / 2011
My heart is sore from missing you.
My heart is numb.
I just want to feel you again.
So I know I’m alive.
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06 11 / 2011
Hey V
I miss you
I know I’m going through this phase of missing you
But let my mind mumble these humble thoughts of you
I miss that mumbling and fumbling
That nervous way you spoke the first and second and third times
Yearning to tell me the thumps in your heart
The ones that wouldn’t let you sleep
While you watched me fall deep in love
Beside your pillow
Beside that bony shoulder
I want to press upon that skin
With all of my lips
Let me do it once more
Because I can’t stand it
I can’t stand this feeling
I can’t stand you
Making me miss you
03 11 / 2011
"And it’s not “clever lonely” (like Morrissey) or “interesting lonely” (like Radiohead), it’s “lonely, lonely” like the way it feels when you’re being hugged by someone and it somehow makes you sadder."
(Source: saddest-summer, via loveyourchaos)
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03 11 / 2011
I remember we did this when you felt too guilty about it the first time.
After we did it, there was no turning back.
I don’t regret it at all.
(via 472239364)
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03 11 / 2011
I really don’t know what to say. If I were to see him and he decided to speak to me…I wouldn’t know what to say. He’ll probably say hi. And I’ll say hi. And then we will talk about how we’re doing and school.
And then we’ll just stand there.
Not knowing what else to say.
Because if I told him that I still loved him after all this time…
I really don’t know what will happen.
He might not say anything at all.
And that will kill me.
(Source: synodik, via californiadreams)
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