I take a dive into the water
eyelashes catching every droplet
the ripples of the surface are now my skin
embellished.
I feel vulnerable in the silk that is this serenity.
Of diving in this water

Could write of fucking-
rather its instant or the slow
longing at times of its approach-

how the young man desires
how,older, it is never known
but,familiar, it comes to be so

How your breasts, love,
fall in a rhythm also familiar
neither tired nor so young they

push forward. I hate the metaphors.
I want you.
I am still alone,
I want you with me.

“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”

 

Drinking thinking sinking feeling

It's one of those things that no matter what, no matter how strong you've become, no matter how many pills you've popped to cover the faze, it still seemingly captures you and brings the wretches of your heart to it's very knees. It's one of those nights. I want so much but I feel as if I'm competing with time and time is winning. I see you in everything I do, and i cannot help but miss you, even though you are lying right next to me.

Oh on sundays I miss you the most

I wish all those texts were true

“fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; and all good things will be yours.”

There was this pollen in the air t’day that smelt like kissing.

take my heart for a walk in the beach

plans, Friday we will go to grey's house, eat shit and call it a good time till midnight. Saturday i have to be up at 7 to help handicaps get on horses, then we'll come home change and go downtown to the book fair with the gang will call it all good time till midnight. Sunday ill miss you, like every other day of my life.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

you'll never know.