February 2012
4 posts
Wistfulness.
In every stranger’s face, I see yours. I wonder why, too. When the world seems so unpleasant, & when everything becomes blurry; in my lowest moments my thoughts somehow turn to you. I don’t know how this became a possibility. No reciprocation, no nothing - yet, I’m fine with it. Sort of like you’re the substance I’m trying so hard to find in this world. An...
Change.
The night sky doesn’t look the same anymore. The vast navy used to have so many stars scattered across it.
Looking back, I remember how I used to head out just to stare up at the sky, the moon, the stars … I would spend a long time admiring the beauty of it all. Never mind that I’d always be lost in thought. Just the mere fact that I’d be alone with the night sky was fine...
Quiet Poetic
This wasn’t how I imagined it would be.
After all, I didn’t desire anything more.
All my heart began to realize was simple;
that this never happened before.
I knew I was in for something difficult.
A definite challenge, definitely real.
She may give you things I simply cannot.
But she can never feel the way I feel.
Never mind - I don’t need to analyze.
It must be that...
Destructive. Desruption. Destined.
“Just this morning, things were great. I began my day with a positive outlook. I even told myself, ‘Today, nothing can & will faze me.’ I waited on the curb for a ride to work. I waited with the music in my head. Millions passing by, all blurry to me. I was well on my way, however I was a bit distracted. It must’ve been the song, but nonetheless my mind began spinning...