In lieu of finding out who you were I tossed you to the side I figured I could come back to you Like a math problem I didn’t understand I watched you age from the sidelines You journaled how the isolation made you feel But I never took the time to read your words Instead, … Continue reading Despite All The Things
Tomorrow after work, while I do my pedicure, I was thinking about going through each of my followers posts and pages to check out some of this great content.
"Time After Time" seemed to me as I reread it, even though I know what it was about, self explanatory. I originally wrote it with the thought in mind that I can never seem to move on past something. It was a constant merry go round. You'd make one full loop on rotation, ready for … Continue reading History Behind “Time After Time”
Those times we talked about the future...were they meant to keep us afloat while time passed?
The name was actually an error on my part and then it just kind of stuck. Studying the rocket science of my love I looked at the topography below Maybe it was too ambitious Lost on a journey No legend, no key A bit too much natural on the artificial side My landscape must have … Continue reading It’s Not Science Rocket
If I liked you first, does that offer me any extra rights than the person who came in a close second?
It may be harder than I thought To talk to you and not talk to you Then those times I have to catch myself Because I'm staring when I shouldn't be But the energy alone is the reason I can't I can't stop vibing, connecting When you're something I want It's just what my soul … Continue reading Crushing Time
I was very nervous to post this, but I realized this is the place to share it. This is a place where I can just be creative and hopefully entice people enough to read my work. This one in particular was from a dream. I dreamt of a bayou-esque setting and a girl who longed … Continue reading Short Story #1 of Who Knows
I've wrote countless letters. Seemingly meaningless letters to you. Ones counting the days. Ones counting the hours. Ones counting minutes. Ones counting the ways. Yet, they never come to you. They've never seen your face. They've never heard your voice. They're left to wonder who and exactly what are they in ode to. A hiding … Continue reading Letters To You
If you guys were truly friends first, there will be occasional talking afterwards. You'll spend time talking about the daily things happening with you and the random things you don't talk about with anyone else. There will be intermittent flirting throughout followed by reminders of how platonic you are now. People will question why you … Continue reading Random Obsessive Thought