Wednesday, May 4, 2011


sometimes, i wish it all would be the same.

(back when we thought we were invincible and we didn't take each other lightly).

Monday, May 2, 2011


And I am fool
for not understanding
just how important the moment(s) were when they were being experienced.
The small times,
those small times.
driving your aunt's car and listening to mixes you made back in High School...
like, having yard sales in the mornings with your mother, selling our things.
lying in bed with you.

If I have learned anything,
I have learned that I should never want more than I have.
Excess does not mean happiness (I should fucking know that).
If I will learn anything,
it will be that I am grateful for the present and for knowing and loving you.


I don't want Jordyn to leave.
Ok, I mean I do want her to do this for herself but there is a tiny space floating somewhere that would be quite alright being selfish and having her here.
But if it really came down to it,
I would not want her to pass this up.

But as I was sitting down in the Starbucks by my work,
something sunk in.
Once she leaves, there will not be anything to look forward to when I come home.