Thursday, December 30, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Sometimes she forgets the feeling of sweaty, nervous palms. And fingers laced together, hidden underneath the safe haven of a blanket. She forgets the intoxication of a passionate kiss. And the warmth of an arm resting on her own. Sometimes she forgets the intricate entwining of legs, effervescing that strong sense of comfort. She forgets deep stares and the heat rising to her face, flushing her cheekbones with brilliant color. Sometimes she forgets the sweet scent left on her pillow. And the smile raging war against her lips when she thinks about it all.
But, she does remember one thing. It starts with the quickening of her heartbeat.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
And sometimes, on a drunken ride home, your friends say things you won't forget. And not coincidentally at all, they're the same things you think to yourself when you're alone.
And sometimes it's sad that it's the truth. And sometimes you're glad as hell that life has tied the dear ones together.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
What makes a woman not love a man who loves her? Baby girl, you see the world in black and white and your heart has always made your decisions for you. Happy as a clam, I can see the glimmer in your eyes. You're doing just fine.
You've already found home, my yellow bird.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
She walked home, balancing on the curb as usual. Comforted by the peacefulness of her own thoughts, she barely noticed the interested glances she was receiving due to the paint smeared all over her legs and arms and hair. As she jumped off the curb and onto the street, the hood of her jacket fell down. And she came to the conclusion that people push you to see how far you can go.
What a grand idea.
Monday, September 27, 2010
And sometimes you need an Alice in Wonderland dream to let you know life is beautiful. And sometimes you don't. Because you already know.
Splashing in puddles is what rain is for.