Longing

I want to feel your lips pressed to mine and to know the taste of your breath. I want to feel your...

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 03:00:41 -0400

I want to feel your lips pressed to mine and to know the taste of your breath.
I want to feel your hands on my body and feel your warmth melt my icy shell.
I want to crawl through your head and become one with your thoughts.
I want to show you the poetry of a kiss.

I miss you. I miss the way we’d talk. I miss the way you think. I miss the way you’d use my words...

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 02:05:57 -0400

I miss you.
I miss the way we’d talk.
I miss the way you think.
I miss the way you’d use my words against me.
I miss the way you’d argue for fun.
I miss when you cared.
I miss you.

You’ve destroyed me; the person I used to be. The decimation of all I was. There’s no...

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 23:54:37 -0400

You’ve destroyed me; the person I used to be.
The decimation of all I was.
There’s no going back.
Your touch has changed my view.
I can’t see anything without having thoughts of you.
Somedays, I’d like to forget.

I couldn’t sleep last night. Thoughts of you disturbed my sleep. Filling my head till the Godless...

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 23:51:30 -0400

I couldn’t sleep last night.
Thoughts of you disturbed my sleep.
Filling my head till the Godless hours of the night.
Nostalgia tinted memories of affection,
Contrasting with how cold you’ve become as of late.
The excitement and enthusiasm has dissipated into bitter disappointment.
Oh how I wish I was your kind of beautiful.

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Tue, 12 Mar 2013 06:06:41 -0400

i think the worst feeling in the world is knowing that someone you used to talk to everyday doesn’t...

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 03:06:40 -0400

i think the worst feeling in the world is knowing that someone you used to talk to everyday doesn’t care about you anymore

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Tue, 12 Mar 2013 03:03:47 -0400

What happened to those nights when I’d watch the sunset and you’d watch the sunrise before we would...

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 18:23:33 -0400

What happened to those nights when I’d watch the sunset and you’d watch the sunrise before we would say good night? I miss when you’d tell me “sov så sött”, as if it had more meaning than just saying “sweet dreams.” With something always to discuss we would only stop after all had been exhausted. Like putting a dam in a river, the conversation would build up until the pressure had to be released in a gushing flood. The cycle started again.
I miss those nights when I knew the only thing on your mind was me.

Thoughts of you permeate my slumber. Around every corner I see your eyes. Your smell lingers in the...

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 04:51:46 -0500

Thoughts of you permeate my slumber. Around every corner I see your eyes. Your smell lingers in the rooms I breach. That man in the distance has your hair, your clothes, your smile. Even in my dreams I can’t catch up. Even in my dreams I can’t have you.

I almost approached you today. But too many words unspoken were in the way. I looked at you, a...

Fri, 08 Mar 2013 04:01:00 -0500

I almost approached you today.
But too many words unspoken were in the way.
I looked at you, a hello swimming in my mouth.
But I sputtered, after that what would come out?
What do I say? What do I say?
I said nothing, then turned away.

Do you remember the night we decided cuddling is only done right in your undies under the blanket?...

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 03:18:54 -0500

Do you remember the night we decided cuddling is only done right in your undies under the blanket? Or the night we drank absinthe together, yet apart? Do you remember when I agreed to be your sex slave? Or when we exchanged those pictures?
I do, though I wish I could forget. Strike it all from my memory and out of my hollowed heart.
I remember when you asked for my opinion on your project. I told you my little opinion didn’t matter and you said “if I care about a person only their opinion matters”. Do you still care?

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"Today I thought I saw your face… I was overcome with a profound grief."

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 01:56:11 -0500

“Today I thought I saw your face… I was overcome with a profound grief.”

I ponder your existence, why are you in my life? Of all the people in this expansive world, why you?...

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 01:54:00 -0500

I ponder your existence, why are you in my life? Of all the people in this expansive world, why you? We are separated by miles and oceans, yet I felt like that never mattered when we talked. Our ideas clashed and bumped, entwined into something beautiful that took us hours to explore.
I imagine you sitting there, cigarette in mouth, coffee to the side. Your sunglasses hiding your soul, much like your words hide your thoughts.
I always liked when you put us in the same sentence: “you and I”, “we”, “us”… There’s none of that now. The plans and dreams of things yet to come crumpled around us at the first “hello”.
Remember when you asked me if I would go on a date with you? “No funny business…” you said. “Just dinner and the cinema, that’s what you do on a date right? I just miss that kinda thing…”
Can we go back to those days? Before the dreams fell down and reality glared against our eyes. Before possibilities became improbable. Before kissing you became impossible.
I want to look in your eyes. I want to lift the sunglasses you so carefully placed to protect your person with and drink you down. I want to see your fears, your triumphs, your heartbreaks reflecting back at my inquisitive gaze. I want to know your essence and wrap it around me like my favorite quilt, something to keep me warm on lonely nights…
But it’s too late for that… Where are you now? I’m left shivering in the wind of your absence.

I know you’ll never get to read this, though part of me longs to send it to you. I won’t...

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 01:53:20 -0500

I know you’ll never get to read this, though part of me longs to send it to you. I won’t profess deep feelings of love or adoration, honestly I think you’re kinda dumb sometimes, but I am stuck on you. Maybe not you exactly, but the idea of you. The unique mix of personality and style, the unpractical logic, the rock star aspirations, and the classic movie love… It’s hard to find a man who adds up, or whom I can even compare to you.
I hate that I like you, I hate that you have that nonchalance that makes it not matter if I care or not. I hate that our conversations are now tainted by the cloud of our only meeting, a meeting that I can’t recall… I want a do over. A second chance to try and do it better. I can’t just leave things as they are after all this time, and a part of me hopes that you can’t either.
You’ll never read this. You won’t get a chance to react. I’d rather see you again, with the chance to physically touch you, and suffer this unbearable distance that has found it’s way into our conversations rather than let you know my true feelings. I want to actually know you, and connect on a deeper level. That’s not our fate though. We’re destined to drift apart on a sea of words unspoken.
You are the ocean, I am the wind. I can push and rail against you and only make waves. I can never explore your depths. I can carry bits of you away but we’re too different for me be anything other than a temporary discontent. I’ll only make storms with you, or at best a soft rain…
I can’t make you happy, nor can you make me happy; I’m not sure why I still want to try. Maybe it’s a God complex, I want to create something out of nothing, but I feel like there must be something there. As much as we dance around it, pretending it doesn’t exist, there is something that has us bound together; just for this moment. If I don’t act, the moment will pass.
I’m too afraid to know the truth. That’s why you’ll never see this. I couldn’t bear to hear you say that there never was a moment, that I never was in your thoughts. I don’t want you to say you don’t love me. I think it would break the part of me that makes me, me. For the sake of my sanity, you will never read this.