November 2010
2 posts
thursday, you're just jealous
we lay on separate beds, phone lines let me hear that familiar voice.
closed eyes let me see your eyes, god they’re incredible.
iPod full of love songs, stomach full of butterflies, head full of memories.
the cold nights, the cheek kisses, the hand holding.
falling.
faster, faster.
then one night, i knew that i knew. truth is, I’ve never fallen this hard.
and all i really...
Thursday; my heart's becoming my words
listen, all I’ve ever been able to do is blow on tea that’s already cooled.
so maybe i get a little jealous of people who get to see you smile everyday.
and maybe i get a little sad when i’m alone, and you’re all that’s on my mind.
and just maybe, i wonder how you’ve managed to occupy a living room sized space in my head.
this is it. this is my big...
