I wrote this a few weeks ago, because as always, I needed it to be anywhere but in my head. But it remained unfinished. I thought that perhaps with time maybe something would change, but re-reading the words, nothing has. So here I am, and here are my words... Being asked why I choose to keep you in my life. What good are you to me? What is it that ( Read more... )

You understand. Yes I do, only not for the reasons you believe. You think I understand because I was there to witness it. I was. I waited in anticipation along with everyone else. Waiting for that moment when everything was just right. Waiting for a time when there was no longer any reason to be apart. Waiting, like everyone else, for something we ( Read more... )

A friend asked why it is they're such a dumbass sometimes. My answer was that it was part of their charm. They needed clarification. It was what made them, them. Perfection is boring. We all make mistakes, sometimes it takes us a while to learn from them. We're only human ( Read more... )

A question posed, but before it can be answered I must first ask some of my own. Of a friend. Of you. Of myself. Investigations being made. Exploring the possibilities. A tentative 'yes' is still a 'yes'. It's enough to go on for now. If I wanted to, I could do it. Certain things would have to be reconsidered. Plans changed. But I could do it, if I ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning to see a face. I wanted it so much to be you; but it never was.

...and on that note. I'm out.

Because one day I'll stop trying and you'll realise just how good you had it.

...missing me one place, find me in another.