2 weeks ago

spring, where are you?

pretty faces

...hopefully 2013 will show me some.

Being A Poet

The problem with being a dreamer, a writer, a poet, is not that they feel more than everyone else. It is that they cannot escape from it.
- unknown


i held your hand while you were sleeping
the whole night you gripped to mine
a grip that begged me to stay
is this how your limbs treat all strangers,
with love and affection?
then i feel weak and empty

- white lies