August 26, 2014
I’ve Been Dodging All Along

Maybe this isn’t such a bad idea.

I don’t mind, really – people always talk. About things they don’t know and times that have long been swallowed up in space and heartaches that are entertaining and all these things they shouldn’t even bother themselves with but do – so I don’t mind.

With you, my dear, I feel safe. Maybe it’s the oddness of it all, maybe the lacking of your touch, maybe the abundance of it, maybe it’s the confusion in your drunk kisses and the clarity in your fickle sobriety, maybe it’s that I’m a million miles away from wherever anyone thinks I am, and maybe I’m just tired of love.

Or lack thereof.

And maybe, for the first time in my life, that’s okay, too.

The lacking requires filling, and yes, I need some replenishing.

In these dry hours and as my hair impales my watery eyes and as I lose myself in the melodies I am not familiar with, I’m finally okay with not being okay.

Tear me down and build me up and inhale me until I can breathe again.

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August 18, 2014
Paprika

This is the second thing I’ve written about you.

Now is the third.

I’m going on this fourth and I still have no pull in me to stop.

The wreck that I am, free falling, right onto you.

Sixth.

Love is an endless blind curve and you are a confusing sign of what is ahead, and what isn’t mine.

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August 11, 2014
Oh captain, my captain
Why have you sailed your ship
The tides may be against you
But the seas are wide and deep
-
Through and beyond
The direst of tempest
I will find and hold you
And whilst no rest may breeze in
Thy blazing star will pull through
-
But it is what it is
And the sun has found its set
No gleam or warmth
Can take back what already has left
-
Be home, be still, my captain
And spill your soul in the oceans
The dust and air that left thy lungs
Will remain amongst us
-
Be quiet, be roaring, oh captain
One day we’ll sail
And be
with
you
oh captain, my captain,
again
-
Let my piece of writing be a parting gift; thank you for being an inspiration. Be still, my captain.
Robin Williams, July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014

Oh captain, my captain

Why have you sailed your ship

The tides may be against you

But the seas are wide and deep

-

Through and beyond

The direst of tempest

I will find and hold you

And whilst no rest may breeze in

Thy blazing star will pull through

-

But it is what it is

And the sun has found its set

No gleam or warmth

Can take back what already has left

-

Be home, be still, my captain

And spill your soul in the oceans

The dust and air that left thy lungs

Will remain amongst us

-

Be quiet, be roaring, oh captain

One day we’ll sail

And be

with

you

oh captain, my captain,

again

-

Let my piece of writing be a parting gift; thank you for being an inspiration. Be still, my captain.

Robin Williams, July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014

August 5, 2014
Law of Attraction (Monkey Business)

Your lashes cast a soft shadow under the circles of you eyes.

My, my, boy, what a sight.

The skies lay out dark; the stars, they burn, ever so present.

Your stories they spill and scatter like a heady perfume.
I know these days they dont make sense, but know that grace will come soon.

24 hours and a day, may your lungs be drained of hate. And even when life doesn’t make sense, will you elevate.

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August 4, 2014

Early mornings are ahead of me still my heart can’t handle what these eyes don’t see.

It’s crazy times, darling, and I know it’s hard to do
But let it slip, just one last time
And won’t you let love through

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