The start of my poetry.

[our love]

They say our love will never last forever.

They think there is no commitment

They swear our love will not reach a happy end.

I say the hell with those who think they know us!

We should not believe it, we will not be scared!

We will burn our fears and bury the ashes.

Remember we were happy once?

Remember when we kept out love in secret?

When it came to the word "love", we were the definition.

Our love was immediate and forever.

TO BE CONTINUED...

How to survive No shave November?

How to survive No shave November? Or what you might call it "Noshamber".

Don't lie girls you always wondered that.
Admit it its not that fun kissing a guy with his hairy face...

#1. Ask him to shave... which no way he will do.

#2. Pray... pray hard!

#3. At night when he is asleep sneak in and carefully shave it all off. (Lets be honest guys will sleep through anything.)

extra

He was something

 special

Veteran of rejection

Once-in-a-life

 time thing

I suppose...

Blackout #12

  
       We 
    yearn to 

   know peace 

     in the 

  midst of chaos. 

You deserve

You deserve flowers on your bed

You deserve a warm coffee on a Monday morning

You deserve a morning kiss

You deserve breakfast in bed

You deserve a candle dinner

You deserve to be told you are beautiful everyday

You deserve “I love you”.

Count your blessings

Dear God thank you for another day
 
i woke up
 
i am healthy i am alive
 
i am so very grateful at this very second

just to be able to

just to be able to breathe

to be able to walk

to hear
to love
to live

every second is a precious gift

my life is not always perfect

but i am grateful!

I keep thinking (blog 10)

I used to think a lot

And then…

You came around, and everything fell apart

I still think

But instead of having math problems on my mind

Or thinking what plans to make for the next weekend

Or even daydreaming about all the love stories, and hoping I was part of one

No

 

My favorite daydream is now you

All I can think about is you.

I am thinking about you like writers think about writing

I am thinking about you like guns think about firing

Bullets… and pain

 I am thinking about you like sun thinks about shining

It thinks about hiding… shame

I am thinking about you like pants think about fitting, they think about sitting…

…And…they think about kneeling

I am thinking about you like rappers think about rapping and dancers think about stepping.

I am thinking about you like girls think about making love

And boys… boys think about sex.

I am thinking about you a lot!

 

I tried to stop thinking about you but instead i fail

I will keep thinking.

 

Thinking about you

 

Until someone else comes around

 

And then I will FORGET.

That boy

I want you to be there for me in the time when I need you the most.

I want you to wake up next to me and kiss me on my lips, reassuring me that I am yours forever.

I want you to kiss me when I stare at your mouth.

When I’m upset I want you to grab me and hold me close and tell me everything will be okay.

I want you to look in my eyes and not look away until I do.

I want us to sing together in the car and not care how weird it realistically is.

 I want you to sleep me with me. No, I don’t mean having sex. I just want to sleep. Closely cuddle up to you, under a warm fuzzy blanket with your arm around me. Silence.

I want you to send me a text when you know I already have gone to sleep so it will surprise me in the morning.

I want you to take silly pictures with me and be able to laugh at them many years later.

I want you to be the boy who I can trust and know that you will never judge me and fully rely on.

I want you to be the type of boy I would be willing to make a sandwich for.

I want you to tell me you love me only when you fully ready and you mean it.

When I am feeling down I want you to talk on the phone with me until I get better.

I want you to love me the way Romeo loved his Juliet.

I want to remember you forever.