5am.

*and as nature awakes, and baby birds begin chirpping, I rest my head on my pillow. I close my eyes as a smile graces my lips. Your voice resounds in my head. The space next to me in my bed is calling your name through the miles. “Only 2 weeks” I whisper to myself. Two weeks until your beautiful arms are around my waist, two weeks until I feel your heartbeat, two weeks until your body is pressed against mine. But for now… it is 5 am, I’m closing my eyes, and dawn is breaking.

P!nk - Just Like A Pill

Soon to come...

*WindMills&WaterFalls*

Hand Written

Taking a hiatus from this false world of blogging, and taking it back to old school for a while...
Hand written.

HeartlessFakeBitch

You know those girls?
The ones that back in high school stole your boyfriend, turned your best friends against you?
The ones that whispered as you walked by in your life of confusion?
Those girls.
You, have become them.

To take a friendship that was in the working,
trust that was being re-built,
- wasted time in a sense.

My heart was already broken, yet you managed to pick up the shattered sickled pieces and smash them even more,

...you are heartless,
  soulless,
inconsiderate. and
Vengeful.

Despite your confusion, rage, and anger at the Past...
-you readily, and easily destroyed a future.

You know how you said "We are in each other's lives for a reason. We just don't know what it is yet."
Well I've figured it out.

You were simply a lesson to be learned.
Thank you.

Here I sit

Here I sit,
looking at this distraught room- boxes everywhere, my life packed away
once again.
A tear graces my cheek,
I am not sad because of what passed, but sad because this is my life.
Continuously spiraling out of control, losing my sense of home, a place to call my own.
So here I stand, more weak than the last -
and take a deep breath to help this moment pass.

The wind creeps through the window and whispers in my ear,
that everything will be OK,
perseverance is key.

Patience is a virtue I am learning to obtain, while Hope seems like a family member that is close, yet lost along the way.
I push away the feeling, of emptiness and displacement,
to only put up my front again.

Trying to let some in,
allowing them to capture my soul.
Who will prevail?
The angel that has dealt with me for so long?
I can only hope so.
Yet, the miles of another scream my name in the night...
Ode to confusion.

Stop-Go

Loving how "No" means "Yes"
and "Stop" means "Go"
Loving pleading eyes,
and a fragile touch.

Skin so soft, so sweet,
taste so pure.

Loving the passion,
that ties with the emotion.

Just tell me to "Stop" one more time,
so I can keep all of my attention on you <3