i am afraid. afraid of change. of the unknown. of giving up on a useless prayer. of giving up. but she was right. you can’t hide. it comes out of nowhere. and if you don’t take it, you are the fool.
sometimes the best things are worth waiting for. worth risking your heart for. worth giving [...]
Archive for July, 2008
where is my mind?
Posted in Uncategorized on July 30, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
7/13/06
Posted in Uncategorized on July 28, 2008 | 3 Comments »
about us.
she doesn’t want to be that girl. the one who gets to walk in the room on the guys arm. the one that he is so proud of. the one that is not as good looking as she is. the one who only loves her for what he adds to his life.
she does not [...]
the color of love.
Posted in Uncategorized on July 17, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Runt: What’s the color of love, Pig?
Pig: What sort of love, love?
Runt: Don’t know. But you know the way things, they got a color. I wonder what the color of love is.
Pig: Jesus, Runt. You could read a thousand think books and never know the answer to that quiz.
Runt: It’s be a good one to [...]
two days.
Posted in Uncategorized on July 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
two days. not two hours.
but i was better then.
two hours later.
your back turned away.
my heart was free.
i cried for you.
this time it was not for me.
to think i thought those things.
to think i was those things.
and i let it become real.
too real to let go.
but its gone.
and there is a photograph.
another one.
another girl.
and i’m not [...]
why i might.
Posted in Uncategorized on July 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
the first three miles of a long run are the most horrific twenty-five to thirty minutes in a girl’s life. this is where every part of your body starts giving up. your knees get week, you imagine yourself into shin splints and your stomach starts cramping. you picture that when you get to the half-way [...]
today i became a realist.
Posted in Uncategorized on July 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
there’s not a reason for things to get better. but i know they will. to say that i love you, was a matter of fact, and now it is gone, because you spoke about mediocrity like it was good for you. i thought there was a dream we shared. its not there, and that, [...]


