Frequently I picture our life together, and of course, we live happily ever after. As if that is how it actually happens... As if distance will not separate us, As if time will not punish us, As if you shared your feelings of depth, As if I shared mine at all. Frequently I picture you... Continue Reading →
As if I were never taught genuity to be real and tenderness to be achievable, I can never fully express my love for you.
she reached. you grabbed. & i fell when you let me go. ode to the day someone might choose to save me instead.
I held dear the stories you shared, as if they were secrets for only us; But I'm just a visitor in your world, watching your movie next to the crowd.
I have talked myself into you so many times -- sometimes I stop to think where my soul would have wandered if I hadn't.
I think of who I used to be and sadness looms, for the sentimentalism of the past always seems to interfere with the progress we work so hard to make.
Seated on a barstool - 4 minutes going on 6; I hold my breath for if I dare let the air out, all my unspoken words will escape, All the unexpressed ideas will fade, Leaving a residual skeleton of misconstrued expectations. Seated on a barstool - 4 nights going on 6; My lips lose their... Continue Reading →
I am what they want. Everything at the expense of opportunity; The cost of self-contribution; The diminishment of talent and passion. Blinded by walls closing around me -- I forge an equilibrium. Losing sight of my strengths and strengthening my weaknesses; I am nothing but a flatlined, well-rounded person. The worst kind of oxymoron, if you must. Simply... Continue Reading →
Have... the courage to be imperfect; the compassion to be kind to yourself -- and then to others; Have authenticity. Be willing... to let go of who you think you should be -- to be who you are to tell your story with your whole heart Have the authenticity and the courage to understand that... Continue Reading →
Livin' the good life -- A sense of security where none should be granted; a sense of freedom that should not come without guilt. I am ready for the floor to fall, yet I depend on it as I reach for the sky.
Call me Jay 