hands in my pocket and my head in the clouds.

Exhausted.
Motivated.
Direction-less.
Anxious.
Hopeful.
Envious.
Enthralled.

No story.
No poem.
No open thought.
Just letters I'm not comfortable sending.
Words I've choked down or laughed too hard over.
People obviously un-named.







1. I eat three, solid meals a day.
The first one's always for you and that argument.


2. I wish the same thing as you sometimes, I promise.


3. I'd have never looked at you like she does,
or like I look at him.


4. You're about to hit a brick fucking wall and it's your own fault.


5. "A friendship that can end never really began."
I'd like to admit I never really knew you,
but the truth is you never knew me. I didn't let you.
It's my fault, and I'm not sorry.


6. I used to think that you wrote my story when you fucked up. That your selfish, cowardess act would somehow find me and force me in to the same. So I let my own heart break, I let my weight drop and I kept my hair too short and my nails too dirty and my skin too pale and I was so, so crude. I smelt like smoke with out ever having to inhale from the rooms I was constantly locked inside of. Those were the best days of my life, and I think every broken person in the world is beautiful. You were beautiful, you just didn't see it. I don't need you to resurrect yourself in the form of my faith any longer, I don't need you back to find my own strength. I'm not you - thank God.


7. I have no words for you, because I'm constantly telling you my thoughts.