Writing History

  • Maybe one day, I can rest as if I’ve never been afraid to hit pause. I’m not sure that day will come soon. That’s okay, though. All this energy has to go somewhere, right? I’ve been focusing so much on putting that energy into “things” that I’ve forgotten what it feels like to put it… Read more

  • Crush would not describe it. At least, I don’t think so. Maybe it’s wrong to try and compare it to past crushes. But I guess I’ll try. I never thought I was created for a specific crush. I can’t remember the last time I lost so much sleep for a crush. I can’t say I… Read more

  • How ironic.I lose sleep because of you.It’s not even for the reasons one would think, or at least not for reasons I would have imagined before.I can’t sleep because that’s the only time you and I are real.You’re the only one I dream about.I’m like a kid on December 24th at 8 pm. Waiting for… Read more

  • You would think it’d stop after all these years.Some things become routine, but the things about you haven’t quite sunk in.Maybe it’s because I think there’s still a chance.Maybe it’s because I think that I haven’t tried everything.I’m not sure what it could be.I wish I could point right at it so I could work… Read more

  • A quick google search will tell you what mercury in retrograde means. But I miss you today. So what does that mean. Read more

  • Wouldn’t it be cool? It’d be cool if I could start writing, and it all turns out in cursive. Like those cartoons, we used to see when people got in front of their typewriters. Sitting in front of the computer and just BLEH. Throw up all the words burning a fire inside of me. If… Read more