Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

nine : forty one

it's 9:41 pm.
Let's pretend.

let's pretend all our wounds have faded
and today's despair is someone's hope tomorrow.
love doesn't make you blind.
life is a joke.

and the man in front of me at the checkout line doesn't cry every night 
because his wife buried herself in a box underground by the old oak tree.

let's pretend I don't like swing sets.
the grass is greener today.
and my life is horrible.


My dad isn't effected from what happened 30 years ago.
bugs are an essential part of life.
school teaches you how to be a better person,
 raise a family, and make the 2 decisions that will determine your happiness.

My first grade best friend is happy with who she is.
Jello is good.
and laughing cures cancer.

Let's pretend money doesn't determine happiness.
rules are meant to be broken.
rain means heaven is crying.
Siri can guide you through life
And the weather determines the mood of mankind.

Let's pretend boys know what girls want.

Let's pretend girls aren't easy.

Let's pretend kissing you isn't the best thing that ever happened to me.
and his touch heals my soul.

Let's not pretend anymore.
Because loving you is the realist thing I have ever felt.
And when you find something real in this world you have to hold it tightly against your body so it doesn't fly away.

So please let's stop because one day we're all gonna explode of falseness.

just love.

but never say love is like anything.

because you would be pretending to know that.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

MASK

masks are "essential" to life.
part of the daily human routine.
wake up, put on an I'm-the-perfect-child mask.
go to school with an I'm-cooler-than-everyone-and-don't-need-to-learn mask.
I see my best friend from second grade and somehow the I-miss-you-so-much mask comes on.

a whole closet full from no store in particular.

some hand made.  sewing in confusion with each stitch.

confusion of why masks are needed when they only make your face itch, sweat and give you an awkward tan line.


words of being yourself.

concepts of confidence.

talk shows of not letting anyone bring you down happen everyday.

but what about the masks.
I thought you said to wear them at all times.

"keep your words, hearts, and feeling in the vehicle at all time." remember?

well I'm done.

I'm tired of these masks.

I want someone to have my heart.
I want someone to feel my feelings.
I want someone to listen to my words.

So i threw them all away.

I'm showing my own face.

please show yours.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Tired eyes and Lemon heads.

We both had tired eyes.

Tired eyes from all the lemons of life.

Still we smiled and laughed, watched and wished.

Wished it was just us in that great big room.

Only us always.

So I could look at your face just for the fun of it.  

Look at all the little details that make you, you.
  
You electrify me by one glance.  

By almost doing nothing.

You must be a magician.

Because in that moment when you touched me....my tired eyes suddenly didn't matter and I was 
breathing in all the lemonade there was. 

So please, touch me always. 

Electrify me.

Go ahead b, hit me with all the magic you have.