Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Raindrops


I'm jealous of the raindrops
that you cup with your fingers
every time they fall on you.
I sometimes wish
you were that gentle
every time I fall for you too.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Funny (Now That You're Not Here)


Funny how every Britney song reminds me of you.

Funny how midnights have become dark,
abysmal, conversation-less holes now that you're not here.

Funny how everything's different,
not matter how how hard I try to stay sane and sober and strong
now that you're not here.

Funny how empty my days are. And how barren my days are.
And how dry, how deserted, how utterly and inevitably lifeless my days are,
now that you're not here.

Funny how nothing's my everything,
now that you're not here.