there is no fear in love...


cant touch you.

she pulled the strap back over her shoulder, almost 20 times later she gave up, it wasn’t worth the effort and it always fell back down, she didn’t fit in the dress or in her own skin anymore, i saw her try to run but her feet stuck the ground almost like cement had taken over the skin up around her ankles.


he left without saying a word, those goodbyes are the most painful because there are no words, no warnings, just an empty space where a warm body was the night before, i would hate you but indifference is the opposite of love so i simply chose to not care about the depth of your eyes, or lately the lackthereof


i heard a voice on the phone and it brought me to tears, not because of a relationship gone wrong or a friend who just stopped being there, but because it was the most beautiful voice id ever heard, and his mental capacity will never allow him to comprehend that, or even his own name, but i heard the clicking and i just wanted to go back to that classroom and sit with a boy who had so much life behind his eyes, i learned more from him that i’d ever learned from another human being and he’ll never be able to understand that.


i felt death in the room, crawling around trying to find it’s next victim…the only people there were people i cared about too much to lose, i asked a question out loud to try to throw it off but it didnt go away, i love you all too much to let you go i thought, at that moment the feeling was gone and i could breathe, perhaps there still is some good left in the world


i remember chasing you through tall grass through rows and rows of trees, looking around for someone who was always just a few turns away, this time i ran through that grass to get away, i ran through the trees but not in patterns searching for love, it was a straight and narrow path looking for an escape, my car was already started and the person in the drivers seat wasn’t you, it was symbolic, you are no longer steering my life, nor do you play a part in it at all, we drove away and i watched his left hand grip the wheel and his right turn the knob on my stereo, the bones almost jumped out of his hands because his skin was so thin but it was beautiful, i kissed his cheek and said goodbye, i knew there wouldn’t be another hello but that was alright, sometimes a day with a stranger means so much more than months with someone who is supposed to be your lover.


i knew you at once only we were young and impressionable, even though you thought you could stand up next to kings and still be above their level and i was basking in the glow of everything you stood for, your words came out like honey, sweet but sticky…the very sight of honey now makes me think back to nights spent talking about things we never even knew, and experiences of dead men that we thought we could live up to, theres a line in a song ‘i told her i loved her and we both laughed cause we know it isnt true’ that fits us, i didn’t love you and you didn’t love me but in that basement with all of those beautiful words it just seemed right.


sometimes i just want to kiss you (id go on but it would get too involved, just know that i think you are beautiful and most days i just want to kiss your face and hold your hand and show you that the beautiful girls, they’re nice but im nice too and if you just want to stay with me that would be okay because when we’re not arguing im enjoying your smile and when we’re not being stubborn i love your conversation.)

— 1 year ago