somewhere along the way i forgot who i was. i lost sight and track of what i was doing. i became distant from the person who i used to be. somewhere along the way of growing up i lost sight of how to have fun and enjoy myself with the world. i got caught up in deadlines and numbers, in financials, and bills ( Read more... )

i miss....everything.
nothing is ever the same.
nothing is forever.
i miss everyone and everything.
how i wish i could go back and relive it all for just one day.
it was all so simple then.
i miss it all.
i miss everything.

it's good for me to find a place i can escape to. it's good for me to complain, yell, shout, scream, cry, do whatever in one coherent place. if not for personal satisfaction, at least it will serve as an archive of things i can pull out later in my life ( Read more... )

April 22, 2007. I turned 21 and found the greatest woman ever to be my girlfriend. I spent the night over at her house and the world changed ( Read more... )

i'm sitting here in my girlfriend's house listening to "sleeping in" by the postal service and surge of nostalgia erupts out of my nostrils. i remember listening to this song almost four years ago on a bus going to and back from orlando on grad night. i was hanging out with my friend ali and we had the best time. the time lapse from then to now is ( Read more... )

this is for Rebecca ( Read more... )

like a perfect love song ( Read more... )

Clover

Focus. Focus, I say. I said. She dances around me like butterflies in the field. I see. I see, I said. Yes, it is a she I am talking about. Not just any she. The she. The she of all shes. She is the most graceful. Most most. Most of all, most. Not a sentence nor a rhythm nor a rhyme nor a rhymic rhyming sentence can forgive her. I wish I ( Read more... )

Chapter 01

Friday, April 15, 2005

Do you ever notice how once the sun goes down, people’s attitudes seem to go down with it? It is as if the sun holds some kind of paternal and supernatural power over people’s soul. The angered lion becomes tamed, the teary ocean of an eye becomes a dry Sahara, the construction sounds of ( Read more... )

Fong, Man
ENG406 Advanced Poetry
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Walter K. Lew

You Are So Girly

Romance

Not to be confused with Love. Romance is the path by which we acquire love. Romance is. Red roses. Paying for lunch with a forgotten friend. Opening doors and smiling at random thoughts. If this is normal, imagine what Valentine’s Day is like. No special ( Read more... )