I hate seeing her cry. I used to be the reason tears ran down her cheek. I always saw her face when she cried, so much that I’d become accustomed to it. That face was never pretty on her but I had to see it. From afar, I’m watching her talking to a friend who’s …
I’m lucky to have such a loving and supportive friend. We’ve seen each other at our worst and our best. Even overseas she’s able to guide me out of the forest. A few weeks ago I told her about the heartache and emotions I was going through. What she responded that day really struck a …
She returns to earth with a full moon guiding her Her hair as soft as ever, her smile complimenting her eyes It’s almost as if she never left I approach her with caution, creeping slowly and trying to recognize her She’s different now, but still the same girl I once knew The same girl I …
There’s so much I want to tell you Every moment I unlock my phone I want to click on your name and talk to you I want to tell you how I feel I want to tell you what’s on my mind I want to tell you how much I miss you but I shouldn’t …
Normally something like this would be listed under [poetry]. However, this isn’t an original piece of mine but rather a modified lyric from the song “575” by Japanese girl band Perfume. Currently, this is the best way I can express myself. 会えなくて 気持ちはどこにあるのかな 会いたくて でも打つ文字が見つからない この距離が すぐに縮まればいいのに 不機嫌なガール キミになんて送ればいいの?
Timing is everything And even though you and I weren’t together, I think our feelings were I am a very passionate man You’re right about that But the dust between us wouldn’t clear, and for that I’m sorry One day everything will make sense And you will understand what I understand Give it time
It hurts It always hurts Even when there is no beginning, there is always an end Why does it hurt, when it shouldn’t? I wanted feelings and to breathe in new life And to finally draw on the clean slate It’s strange how the longer things took, the harder things became This shouldn’t be happening… …
Sometimes it’s fun to make sense of your dreams. This dream involved a family, their fridge and a bad relationship. I call this story “Dad”. Holding a warm-soaked cloth in his right hand, Winston gently wipes off the last remaining layer of scum off the refrigerator. It was a cool spring afternoon. The skies were …
Good things take time; Great things happen all at once. I’m very happy our lives have not only met at a crossroads, but now we’re running alongside each other. With new relationships, we can’t always hit the ground running. At least with you I know we can run an entire marathon together. Forget the starting …
I’ve been fighting some inner demons for a while now. For anybody that’s been reading my “blog” and keeping abreast with my entries I’d like to first and foremost thank you for sharing your time and reading about my life. It should be of no significance towards your life and I do not expect sympathy …