I hate the tug and pull of time. There are times when I want the time to slow down, or stand still. Then there are times when I want the time to speed up. It’s almost exhausting to keep up with. But I’m sure time feels the same way. It would be awful to be…

Why does she long for sweet kisses and soft touches? How couldn’t one feel unloved without the looks and feels of their dreams? But is that the only place our true needs can be met? Our dreams? Are such things our lover is not capable of only supposed to be met when we close our…

I’m good at holding a grudge against you, especially when you’re not pressed against me. When my grudge holds onto you, it’s when you’re not holding onto me. Being pushed down, spoken down, looked down on, calls for being down, speaking down, looking down. Being tied to you, it’s hard to pull against you, yet…

I always like to write a little bit when I’ve experienced or am about to experience a sort of “milestone.”  I’ve got two milestones coming up.  The first, my 21st birthday tomorrow!  Hooray, I get a horizontal license that verifies my age to start legally poisoning my body with alcohol.  YES.  *I will admit, that…

begging for conversation. always on the wrong side of the clock, both lost in faux love, without any navigation. we seemed to know it was always each other, but seemed to have some hesitation. always present; anticipation. your heart was broken. me? guilty. by association. the kind of love that was free, but there still had…