Wednesday, October 2, 2013

The Little Things

It’s the little things…
That look you make, when our two lips touch
The goose bumps that grow on your smooth skin
That silence, the beautiful noise that escapes from your mouth
When you smile, because I’m smiling
When you’re happy, because I’m happy
These are the little things
The one’s I live for

Sunday, September 15, 2013

on being in 'like'

There is something beautiful about being in like
Something perfect about the fluttering of wings in your stomach as butterflies tell you that something great is coming
Someone great
The same someone that you might have dreamt of since you knew how to dream
The same someone that ticks every box on your list of priorities
The same someone built to walk beside you through every adventure you’ve been meaning to take
If like is this beautiful, I wonder how love is

Friday, September 13, 2013

This won't work

I like her, for the most part
But, in my heart,
I know that this love, this like
Is an exercise,
Like placing cart before horse,
In futility

Thursday, September 12, 2013


Infatuation is a disease, a drug that I crave
I am addicted to the like
A lingering passion for someone I just met
A desire to peel back layers, to climb into your innermost
To learn what it is that makes you, you
Infatuation is what drives me
Mad. Insane.
Staring at the wall, waiting for a sign
Any form of communication
Like a school boy with a school boy’s crush
It’s crippling actually
And unfettered by self-control, it would probably kill me
But if it does, I hope it kills you too
Because that would mean that you feel the same way that I do

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

feelings confused

I hate not knowing what you are thinking, what you are feeling
It pains me to imagine that I might be alone in this game
This confused and misguided relationship
Lingering in this world without a form of assurance
Time-wasting and wasting away
This is the fate prescribed to souls living on separate pages

Sunday, September 8, 2013

midnight musings

I wanted to write you something beautiful
Something deserving in comparison
But words escape me
My feelings jumble and my mind turns to mush
So I sit still, hoping to decipher the perfect combination of letters
That seamless grouping of words that will cause you to find me
And replicate my desire in your being
Until then I’ll grow restless
 And this passion within ever more relentless
Until fate see fit to grant me this one blessing
A portrait of love, a piece of forever, draped in you

Sunday, September 1, 2013


We hang on because leaving would mean losing All the memories and time invested It would mean admitting that, when tested Hope and desire lost Patience and practice were fruitless Time spent dreaming about the future was useless And eternity was never meant to be So we stay Even though it is often the wrong decision We stay