Thursday, March 27, 2014

The Empty Classrooms



Today you will do your very best because that's the only thing you know how to do. Just know tomorrow will be better. Better than better. Better than the best. Everything you've ever wanted, nothing you've never needed. Because tomorrow all the questions you ever asked will be answered. Tomorrow every bad moment will be replaced with better ones.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The Patterns of Bark



"I am covered in scars like those," an ancient tree informs a butterfly with skeptical glances at the trunk and branches of such a beautiful creature.

"But what caused them?" posed the butterfly gracefully, kindly, almost perfectly content in curiosity.

"Battles. Some with myself. Others with someone else." answered the tree almost instantly.

"I bet that hurt," remarks the delicate butterfly.

"Never any more or less painful than waking up each morning," laughed the tree as the butterfly took a leap into the unknown breeze and flew off again, never to return.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

The Way Water Doesn't Worry



Be careful. If you keep talking like that people will think you're in love.

Monday, March 24, 2014

The Reminders



If you are tired of everyone else getting here first.
If you know me better than you know yourself.
If you want a change of scenery.
Meet me in the park tonight at 8.

I've got somewhere to take you
and something to show you.

Somewhere only the two of us
can ever go.
Something only the two of us
will never do.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

The Longest Night in History



I've never seen a more memorable, more beautiful, more mesmerizing sight than watching shadows and light fight over your features again and again. The battle would get so close then the light would always win. There was a spark in your eye even in the darkest of times, a spark that reached out and just held my heart, so surely, so sweetly in it's imaginative hands as though everything would be okay. As though we were exactly where we were meant to be. So I stood before you being as happy as I could ever remember being, and I melted for you, I jumped with you, and together we learned what it means to love ourselves, to love each other, but also to love the life we live. And for that, for all of it, I thank you.

Saturday, March 22, 2014

The Modern Day Fairy Tales



You know I don't know what today will be like, but something tells me that everything will be okay. Just make it through one more day and I'll be there tomorrow.

I think it's funny, the princess saving the prince from himself instead of him saving her from towers too tall to climb and misunderstood dragons and misguided mothers.

Friday, March 21, 2014

The Real True You



I hope you are always able to remember how happy you are right now, in this moment.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

The Sharpened Thorns



I've never really been the kind of person to break before I even fall, but with you everything was always so different anyway.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

The Cartoon Rose



If someone is beautiful you need to let them know.
                       If they only have thorns you need to let go.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

The Setting Sun Behind us



A change of scenery wouldn't hurt you at all.

Now's the time to find it.

Monday, March 17, 2014

The Birthday



Hey, Green Queen, happy birthday darling! I hope its a wonderful day!

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Bumpy Road



You know that there are people out there who have it worse. That's the first step. Just keep going. It gets better. You'll see. Don't stop here. Not yet. Please

Saturday, March 15, 2014

The Thoughts Buildings Have often



Why did you come here just to leave?



(this isn't about you. It's not about people. I really am leaving an important physical place)

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

The Feeling I hope You Never Understand



And all the words I read now, the ones with new form and stories too deep to comprehend, all the words I read have traces of you left behind between the lines. They all sound so pretty until ghosts start asking questions and shadows begin quoting the things you quoted that I am reading again but for the first time. And all these words, they are so perfect, just like you, but they have multiple meanings now and too many stories to count.

P.s. I know I shouldn't say this but I hope ive done the same thing to all your favorite songs

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

The Promise Sleep Made Me



And as you sang me the lyrics to all my favorite songs and told me stories of all the wonderful things we'd done before Sleep pulled me away, she promised to bring me back in the morning. To return me safely to your arms safely in tune with the patterns of your breath breathing mine. She swears there would not be another moment in Time for anyone once Death reached out for my hand, so she had to protect me just a little bit longer, for your sake. And everything was so perfect for the first time in so long. You wouldn't know it unless walls could talk but Sleep promised me she would bring me back as long as you promised to still be here in the morning. 

Monday, March 10, 2014

The Star You Were Meant to Be



I just hope you realize that the world really would be a colorless place without you.

Sunday, March 9, 2014

The Togetherness of Timing



There is a beautiful person reading these words right now.  They feel the breath of everyone else to ever read them. And they are wondering if that feeling is as good as the feeling of a lover's words dancing on their neck or not, but I hope they realize with a lover like you nothing will ever come close to that feeling of being tangled within yourselves. Whether it is figurative or you are actually between silky sheets and sunrise. These words stir memories and memories of memories of memories long forgotten and never replaced.

You are beautiful.

Thank you.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

The Path Away from Home



Today was not a day at all. Merely a gap in the time space continuum.
Because you weren't here.

Friday, March 7, 2014

The Clock was Slow



I know I'm late, again, but I'm on my way. Got stuck in traffic. I'll burst through the doors with roses in one hand and scribbled words in the other. Just for you. I'm on my way.

Thursday, March 6, 2014

The Pages Made Love to Sparrows



And you'll forgive me for not writing my best work lately,  its just that life as life so often does has gotten in the way of living again and I need some time to find myself once again.  I think you need a bit of a break too anyway.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

The Title Doesn't Sound Right



Angels lie to keep control and until you are able to see that I think it is best your wings remain tattered and torn, blackened and bruised. Even good things come at a price. They have darkness inside them too.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

The Clay Untouched



As a human you cannot just stop suffering, but you can use that pain to expand your experiences and desires. The more you ask for the more you can receive. You think, now, that I am crazy. You will find this again someday and you will understand. And the next time you read this you will change your life for the better.

Monday, March 3, 2014

The Most Important Promise Yet



And I will stand here in the white-hot heat of you doing everything you have ever wanted to be done, dancing with you to all your playlists, writing words you will not read in this lifetime (but maybe in the next), promising you only what I can keep. And on the day you decide that you deserve better, Hell will freeze over and the sun will disappear. And I will resurrect all the sad things that you currently make completely irrelevant. Because that is what our hearts need from us. Because that is what our souls have asked us to do. Because that is what must be done when you love a person like you.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

The Song Bird




You are so talented. That's why they cage you. Why they keep you here. You need to fly. Taste the sky. That's why you were born. Share your talent with the world.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

The Magic 8 Ball



And I often wonder what it would be like to see you every day. To wake up beside you and smile because the first thing I see is the most amazing person alive. Or to go through each day knowing that there really isn't anything out there that I'll have to deal with on my own anymore. I often wonder what it would be like to know you knew you were loved every day.

Maybe one day, I'll find out.

Or maybe you will.