Sunday, September 27, 2009
whisper
you know me and love me
but i swear under my breath
that one day youll want me
im too hard to forget
we dont need to whisper
all i should say has been said
sitting with you under the covers
agaisnt the end of your bed
thoughts leak from my lips
but if i say them, theyre true
yet youll probably never know
those words are for you...
but i swear under my breath
that one day youll want me
im too hard to forget
we dont need to whisper
all i should say has been said
sitting with you under the covers
agaisnt the end of your bed
thoughts leak from my lips
but if i say them, theyre true
yet youll probably never know
those words are for you...
here right now.

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there."
-Bob Marley
this is:
love
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Friday, September 18, 2009
goodnight, i love you.

black t-shirt pulled up over my hips
lying in the darkness breath escaping your lips
curled up on my side your arms around my waist
you reach up let your fingertips run along the lines of my face
windows open and the curtains are swaying
i reach for you, youre mumbling, im staying
blind

looking left to cross the street
feeling somewhere flat to place to my feet
stumbling for saftey, something familiar, my own
somewhere warm that feels like home
sun in my vision, blocking my view
my eyes well up because all i see is you
this is:
loss
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summer love

breeze dancing around on my skin
sweet smell of friesas, i breath you in
my hair softly whipping around in the air
lying across you on the grass without a care
leaves fall from the trees and the sun creeps through
in this blinding heat, all i feel is you
this is:
love
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Monday, September 7, 2009
for now.
I love you
I love you
I love you still
I love you more than anyone ever will.
I love you
I love you still
I love you more than anyone ever will.
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