I'm a poet and I didn't even know it, lol
So, I was looking over my philosophy notes, attempting to study... more like laughing at my doodles. Anyway, I came across this poem, every time I read it I get a different feeling from it... I thought it was pretty decent for something I wrote in class. Since this is my journal, I'm posting it ... its untitled, and the term "slept with" means just that --> sleeping:
Wind blowing through the trees
It's a beautiful day
Woke up this morning, expecting your smiling face...
Instead I found you snoring, dead to the world
It's amazing how much you can hurt and still come back for more.
My world does not cease in your absence, it only slows down.
Tried to tell you how I really feel...
Instead I downed a beer and slept with you.
I love you more than anything.
Won't you just hold my hand?
Everything is fleeting, but you're always here...
Alright, so its not great, but I think I'm gonna get back into writing. My first task will be to perfect the one I put in here. I haven't really done written (for pleasure) in a while, so I'm really rusty. Anyway... comment if you wish, but if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, lol.
I'm going to take a break from studying and hang out w/ Mike to watch Lost in Translation, such a good movie.