January 22, 2009

; i'm not like that anymore

There was one night in the summer,
We slept with our heads together
And were the stars of each others dreams

We wrapped ourselves, together stuck
Rustled in September leaves
Grass and sticks nagging
We promised we would never leave

There was a time you knew yourself
And forever we thought, together we would breath

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i made these today.
For someone who writes as often as I do,
It's pretty hard to write an essay about yourself- and what you love to do

I'm afraid to appear unlike I really am.
I want them to know me after they have read my 1500 word essay.

How should I approach summing up everything that has brought me to this moment in 1500 words?
I'm still trying to figure that one out.

Regardless, I sit like a real live writer- stumped-
It makes me think I know myself a little less than I thought I did.

Sigh,

I must continue.

January 12, 2009

like I bent down, and dipped my hands in cold water
splashing it onto my face
a slap in the face
the change is mostly inside
but i smile



i love everyday,
each and every single day
and i do not take anything for granted
a lesson learned from the person once closest to me-
thank you again


i miss seconds and minutes that were spent filling my entire body with music
when i wasn't distracted or doing anything but being wide awake- listening
or waking up and not moving for half an hour
i miss smiling ever so slightly, and catching someones attention
when it actually meant something-
i miss sunshine
i miss white bread
and i miss electric days



i need something electric



wish me luck?

WISHLIST

  • + L.A
  • + someone who wants to sleep in my bed & not sleep with me
  • + a good read!
  • + one night to "go for it"
  • + a memory session