I’ve realized something. I don’t like being wrong, especially admitting I’m wrong. My problem? Ive been refusing to admit I was wrong about someone. I was wrong, and I was wrong about someone. Now I’ve said it and confessed to it.

You bite your bottom lip ever so gently when we speak. Your eyes light up when you see me, and I can tell you are really smiling. My heart still tingles when our hands finally meet after you so shyly reach for me. You giggle when I whisper in your ear, and shiver as I […]

Are you proud of your last words spoken to someone? Are you regretful? Speak as if it is the last time you’ll ever converse, because you may never have a chance to apologize if you’ve used words in anger or haste. I have last words that I’m not proud of, I say things I often […]

Not only do I fight passing out at work, I then end up unable to sleep at night. It’s lovely. At least I’m not hallucinating yet. Or at least I’m not starting fight clubs… I remember the first time I looked in your eyes. I’m always a sucker for that color…always so calming and peaceful, […]

“You’re incredible,” she whispers. “It’s like I’ve always known you, the way you found the exact things I like without me ever telling you. All those secret places that I love to be kissed, the hidden areas I enjoy being touched lightly…somehow you just knew. I’ve never felt so comfortable in someone’s arms as I […]

A kiss on the forehead every morning, a kiss on the lips every night. A friend to share life’s trials, a friend to oppose me when she disagrees. One flame to burn with mine, always. My tears will only be for the minutes I’m away from you, each minute until you are back in my […]

My hands are so damaged and scarred from grasping unreachable stars…the mere seconds I’ve held them always leave permanent reminders. And all of those burns seem to heal at the soft grace of your hand against mine. Make them disappear, and leave your mark instead.

I wish I could have saved you from the mess you’re in now… Perhaps this lifetime was not the one for us. Alas, there is still time I suppose. A proud lion has no need to move as quickly as a cheetah.

How far must we fall?  How long must we continue falling?  It’s so disappointing to watch those with such a loss of identity to so pitifully drift from crowd to crowd trying to determine just who they are.  Is this why I’m the one to blame?  Is this why I’m the biggest enemy?  Sadly I’ve […]

I have so many things I want to say, but all power has been removed from my words. Never before have I felt so useless. I need meaning in my life again. I need to know why it was so easy to prove me worthless.