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How you react to a situation says more about you than you know.

The fact that neither of us made sense was the beauty of it.

i know the words i said too soon how the owls glide in the mist of the moon we sung of birds in the night two wine, three wine, bottles on the ground kitchen’s a disaster, the twisted memories of broken glasses i used t…

We broke up. I cried. Then I didn’t. Months pass. I cried again. Then I didn’t. And that was the end of it. You might not get over it, but eventually you move past it.

we slumber in sadness thoughts without view where the water wades with a scent we used to exude i call your name yet the echo fades to dream in sadness thoughts i made from here to hey drunken thoughts holding hands wit…

to write without words he sips his pinot noir i rock back and to when daze sought us too to bask in roses with guarded thorns i brush against his legs things he loved but guards descend we transcend thorns begin to rip …

I couldn’t write about him and that scared me. It scared me because it made me question the reality of it. And if it’s real, was everything I’ve ever written subconsciously about him?

to kiss a tongue in a deathly hour felt the palms of your trees  how they felt like flowers wake in a tune, your radio plays i spoke of always, you said ever drunken dances and sour edges bridges which led us nowhere ha…

you were the light i was the devil we became twined in nothing but hell

They say what you can’t see can’t hurt you, but why does it hurt when I can’t see you?