I blame technology.

My gun is loaded 

But it's not heavy. 

Hands are made

To let go. 

Now is not our time,

My love. 

Now is not the answer. 

And that's ok.

My heart is heavy

But it's not a burden. 

Written May 31st 2013

circles

These thoughts

in my head,

like fish

they swim

around in circles

they hide

in little castles

and they make it

hard to breathe.

And here I thought

I was good at

loving you.

Turns out

I'm bad.

But I feel

so alive.

To think

you were once

the death

of me.

 

written March 2013