Thursday, October 29, 2009


Every time you let me slip down your list of priorities it gets more and more difficult to be there when you remember. I love you, but I don't want to force you to be my friend.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

The Witching Hour

We danced around in the moonlight yelling things we didn't understand in hopes we could make our dreams come true. We held hands and felt the cold on our faces, we made our own spells and breathed them into the quiet hour. Maybe it didn't change a thing, maybe all we did was disturb the silence, but it was beautiful in a way removed from every day life. You and I, together, it feels like.... magic.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

When It Hits You

When the pain hits you it breaks your heart, and for a minute you must find a way to survive without it, impossible though the task may be. It all happens so fast. You are doing some inane task (driving, brushing your teeth, drinking a glass of water) and all of a sudden you can't breathe, and your chest hurts so bad you're sure its about to explode. The swift deconstruction of your entire world as you once knew it, and a surprise even if you see it coming.

Thursday, October 1, 2009


"I'm fine" is rarely an accurate statement. "I want to be fine" "I am trying my very best to become fine" "If I can convince you I'm fine maybe I will be" "I am so far from fine I can't possibly express it in words and I'm too wearied to try" I'm fine is not a classification, it's a hope, a tiny prayer to the gods of good fortune that everything will turn out alright, that I will survive this. So yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking.