The times we live in seem so unsure. It's easy to lose hope. I remember growing up in the Reagan era, and the fear that swept the nation over nuclear was minimal but was there none the less. It wasn't even a new fear. It was revisited from the generation before, and the generation before…
I wish you would hold me like you held him Close and tinder Letting your passion run wild Taking me to that level of excitement and pleasure That level you were willing to show him I draw my coat closed pulling close Walking on rain soaked streets Wondering Overthinging Why am I so different? Why…
Some days I want to sit and cry I’m not sad I’m not sure what I am My heart is at peace As peace as it can be When my anxiety doesn’t take hold of the wheel anyway Even then I’m not sad I don’t know what I am I am Something else Someone else…
Soft and meek your voice calls to me From the bedroom Like a lost memory Memories and dreams are only perspectives of what was Your voice brings a different emotion Yearning Desire Calling to me from behind the door Asking me to join you Calling to me from long forgotten dreams Asking me to forget…
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I’ve searched every crowd for a sign Walked streets filled with unfamiliar people lost Stood watching an endless film of true life love stories fall like rain upon my life Only searching for what I’ve found in you Blank stares around every bar Kissing women that seemed intent on love so true Never found in…
I believe that it’s easier to love from the distance of a dream Your heart is protected in a shell unbreakable by the paper arrow of Cupid Only lost in a hopeless romantic slumber are we given the ability of free love Unconditional until it’s tested by free falling into the oblivion of self Giving…
She’s a mess At least that’s what she tells me As beautiful as the sun kissed ocean in winter Her heart as open too I’m not looking for trouble I’m not looking for anything At least that’s what she tells me All the time lying in my arms lying to herself We both know She…
Slowly lost in a haze of incense and gin Letting time kill me and not fighting back I’ve counted the hours since our lips last met Saying I miss you pales to how my heart yearns to be close To you Only you One more night and then several more Alone The days pass to…
I remember it like it was yesterday. I guess in the age of the universe it was, but for us it was months ago. If you’re a regular on my blog or other places I write then you know that I write about all of my failed relationships, dates, and nearly everything else. Jennifer and…
