Gathered amongst familiars with a similar need A necessary evil Surrounding the enclosure of walls Laughs brought by common thoughts Consumption of a good Relishing the fact we are all meant for this We all share this fair ground Making jealous of those who lack what we portray
i am blind to the obvious
i swear ill make the world move for you i swear my words will mean something to you there is nothing left for me to speak of value a solace reminder that your face has remind my cue and i won’t ask for more. as i see you breathe, ill go unseen and i won’t ask for more. my one decision making it up to you there’s truth inside of this. you made my soul shake. the gods...
my pillow rings
Two bodies tangled close, replacing the void. Carefree for me. Struggle to see. Prove Me Right Make My Life
My stomach churns at the thought of your name. Your eyes matching another’s. Inexplicably habit forming. My mind plays tricks on you my dear. I awake another day. Another year. Yet still transfixed. To match your ways. I can’t keep denying this need. Imagine a word for sustaining hope.
Rarely do I write In a positive light But this world has much to elude That my eyes just cannot prove A smile brings laughter, Render me blind with no matter The heart can be so kind when shared with a love divine.
It’s too hard to not have you under arms. I can’t stop thinking about your heart. My intentions are the best. Trying to forget this mess. You’ve made a mark. I’ve held it close.
i know you’re waiting for someone else please don’t spare me the time waste away with me a little more i can’t be more clear if she left my side, id be fine fine defined loosely, paired with a bottle and words these words rarely stick, you never see. i am more that meets the eye. i am more than you think i am.
This morning with rain To hide these faults I hope one day to move you all Slight of hand, breath of air Touch me here, once again To make a move where I began I remember so many days we shared this water world. Upsidedowninsideout, all of which ways i love you now. Iamnomore
it makes you sound so good my hand don’t want to show, that i won’t let go from this now covered in my nights sky, how i am suppose to be? free of this and you i have no longer made it true. and i won’t see you. butterflies, never land close my hands don’t show much progress headed for importance
i just wanna feel...
who am i anymore? i never thought id be where i am, i never saw an outside opportunity. no where to turn, will i ever learn make me feel like i am whole again stay close and breathe into my lifeless self ground it shakes my heart it breaks stop blinking and making life disappear. i stand in the shadows of a similar man, a cross between my lesser self and someone she once knew. as much as...
when your mind is gone, my words are here i soundly miss the calmness you exude, shallow my thoughts mistaken for a movie like outcome, i stand corrected may your heart lay heavy as your eyes once did steadfast a life; in shambles we walk
I am no more sure of this than you are. These windows let light through. My eyes read words daily. None making much relevance to how deep feelings can be. It’s hard not to make mistakes. It’s nice to see them for what they are. Legitimately, inevitably, solely a missed opportunity. A brash infliction of who we are. A shallow night rapes an evening glaze. My head wraps its finger around...
Your voice pumps new sights Our lips lay content Joined new Helpless together Lost in this weather My fears are wandering in Your peers are faltering Is it bad to feel good for being bad? Comebackandlaywithme Wearemoresafetogether
Roads paved, made criss-crossed My suspicions never make sense I am Made of Folly thoughts. I won’t stop until I bury this. Do you comply? As I rewind a life halted by progression. Selfish momentum. Cloud like breaths. Amid your presence, I feel more than usual. New senses. I share a tonality. Will your thoughts shelter my being? Does this couple your empathy?
Louis CK on raising a daughter.
Louis CK: If you raise a girl with some confidence and you send her out in the world so she feels like she can do whatever she wants, she's still going to get her face and her ass fucked but she's going to do it on her terms.
Louis CK: She's going to grab that dick by the base and go, "I want to suck this right now".
Louis CK: This should be your goal as a father: That your daughter only sucks a dick that she thinks is delicious.
Take me as I am. You want to bring me in. I’m mistaken by your tone. My mind brings me no home. Swallow me whole.
Movements make the nervous weak. My fallacy fell short, never impacted. The ocean breaks, our distance held close. Never requited. Always admired. I once knew of this, it was out of my mind. Feverishly foolish. Instinctually reserved. A matter never rose to such a decline. A lady, she was. A man, too late. At that moment, I have never felt more. At this moment. I wish it a blur.
I expect contact, awaiting that moment. A nervous feeling, shared mutually. Her eyes have meaning behind them. Our intentions mirror best efforts. Fate plays mysteriously around this fire. Take a chance on something more. Feeling small around a new bright light.
alannacrivello: I admire the way we can lie, putting reason on our side.
a few conversations some deep and some shallow impacting me greatly either way a glimpse into a truly inhabited love life, a road paved by common mistakes and foiled times made obtusely as a clock flies by my perception grows, an understanding dislodges my pericardium unsure of how to tread, confusion sets in. Progression? Highly unlikely Repair? Not my decision Amnesia? I wish I am left...
You know what's kind of beautiful?
In French, you don’t really say, “I miss you.” You say, “Tu me manques,” which is closer to, “You are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
Destroy what destroys you. Keep me close. This world is tainted. Painted in deep red. My youth spent searching. Finding a mistake in myself. Reaping the benefits. Between clouds and dust. Imagine it, my people. Forever longing. Becoming what’s real. A king amongst peasants. My queen beside. Nothing equivalent to our beauty. Our strength. Our love. Success held close. To ones own heart....
I have dedicated my words and thoughts to you. misguided, unfair, exalting. these pages are embodied by old memories. a girl i used to know, one i dearly miss. - for days now I’ve been aching to see that again, amidst the blatant disregard. the sun shall hold my attention for its luster holds me close enough