February 2011
It was just a dream
Something kept carrying me
farther and farther
black silhouettes in the night
racing through them
each step matching the rhythm
to the pounding in my chest
the pain in my throat unnoticed
but the dream didn’t last long enough
following the familiar steps up
and collapsing on the floor
dizzy and out of breath
and a vacant mind clouded again
sydneylevenhagen:
soldier on
the temper trap
“touching him was always so important to me. it was something i lived for....”
– jonathan safran foer (via sydneylevenhagen)
My sister just mentioned my birthday. Yeah it’s still a ways away but just talking about it is very unsettling. I don’t like the idea of getting older one bit. I think last year kind of screwed up any happy perception of my birthday as well.
Praying for March to be a long one.
And when I lay down in my bed at night
I’m always a little scared no matter how happy I seem.
tried telling you i loved you today
tried telling you i need you in some way
Currently listening to open mic night at Coffee Garden. There’s such a difference between live music and the sound coming through your speakers. Boy do i love live music and how it moves you. Yes, its decided. I am now attending every open mic night from now on.
The future is inevitable
Im tired of hearing about it or thinking about it.
Listen
Whiney-kid Syndrome
I’ve been around little kids too much this weekend, and now I’m acting like one.
I don’t even know who you are anymore.
“And all the suffering and all the pain
Neve left a name”
Under chairs and tables
I’ve looked and searched and yearned
but you’re not there
we’ve lost sight for a long time, now
and I almost want to give up fighting
because i know you haven’t even tried
this entire time
replaced
by another figure
so ill slip away
silently, into the darkness that invades the background
i’ll go silently
February 14
It’s just any other day to me. Because I know I’ll still love you the same the very next day, and the day after that, and the day after that.
It's so powerful
When just the presence of someone alone can make you feel incredibly different.
