May 2012
Don’t bother coming home, by the time you get here, I’ll be long gone.
I wanted so badly to sit next to you on the plane, to hold your hand during take off, to kiss you in every city. I wanted so badly to forget where we came from, to lose sight of where we were going, to get caught up in a foreign moment. I wanted so badly to travel the world with you, to find ourselves, to find the pair that we were supposed to be.
“I’ve been told that people in the army do more by 7:00 AM than I do in an...”
– Shane Koyczan
White knuckles gripping a cold railing, I stood on top of the Empire State Building trying to count the lights below. And a year later, I leaned far over the edge of the Eiffel Tower to do the same in Paris, France. With tears in my eyes, I watched the sun rise over the Nile River; with anticipation in my stomach, I watched celebratory fireworks illuminate the skies of Berlin. I’ve tasted...
Jealousy is a rabid disease in which you count someone else’s blessings instead of your own. It makes you crave the things that are not right for you; it makes you overlook the things that are. Instead of envy, as yourself this: “What do I have that someone else wants?”
I could never love again so much as I love you.
I still can’t forget that song. I still can’t forget the cold. I can’t forget your hazel eyes, that stupid story you told, or how telling it took twice the time, because you kissed me after every line.
It’s hard to look at the one you love and wrap your mind around the idea that he’s broken someone else’s heart.
It isn’t as easy to run away as you think it is. You can jump from one place to another, and you can forget about everything left behind, but you can never truly escape yourself. Besides, you start to forgive a place as soon you leave it. And you must carry your troubles with you wherever you roam. Problems are still problems, even when written in an unknown language, or dealt with under a...
There are a lot of good people in this world, throughout every race and religion. A lot of morally sound individuals credit their religious beliefs for their goodness. Some people are good because they believe that they were created in their god’s image. Some people are good because they want to be rewarded in an afterlife.
Hypothetically, what if there was some flawless and...
Darling, I’ll miss you if I must, but I swear, I’ll wallow in discomfort every second. I won’t ever get used to missing you. I never want you to be gone that long. In every moment of your absence, I want there to be a feeling of yearning. Whenever you’re gone, I’ll want you here. I don’t want to lose that passionate desire. I don’t want to grow so...
My grandfather used to say: “don’t put off ‘til tomorrow, what you can do today. And when you find the one, say it loud and bold.” I ran int my first love, sixth grade summer at the Samp Mortar Pond. We’d crank up Pearl Jam and we would never get old. We’d try to sing along to the tunes we’d here, when every song still sounded like a hymn. All of...
Appreciate the lovers you can fight with. The ones you can scream at in public and send four page texts to. Remember the time you were crying to hard you had to pull over on the side of the road. Remember all of the terrible names you’ve called them. Lose count of all the nights you tossed and turned until 3am. Be thankful for their harsh honesty, and for the way they stand next to you,...
It’s enough for this wide-eyed wanderer that we got this far.
Please don’t forget the way the moon glowed tonight,
or the way your eyes smiled when they met mine.
Remember the quiet music,
and the way you deeply kissed me.
And promise I’ll look back with a happy heart
when tonight is just a memory.
“All my life I’ve looked at words as though I were seeing them for the...”
– Hemingway
When you tell me that you’ll miss me, I almost don’t want to go.
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April 2012
It’s funny, I guess, the way you fall in love. Someone kisses you passionately, just a few times, and, suddenly, you’re deeply afraid to lose what you don’t even have.
“Be humble for you are made of earth; be noble for you are made of stars.”
– Serbian proverb
“How nice - to feel nothing at all, and still get full credit for being alive.”
– Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five