September 2011
2 posts
Since you left
Since you left, I figured I better do right. As a way to redeem myself; forgive myself for losing myself. I mean I’ve been on this journey of self-discovery hoping it would lead to a full recovery. If loving you is wrong than what does the right love feel like. I felt ill when you didn’t call or come home and disgusted plain ole irritated when you did. What started off as simple...
My pride has been my only saving grace...
You ran across my mind daily. My fingers race to call, text and/or IM you. But the thought of you ignoring my advances; keep me. I utter the words in my mind “I miss you”, but you will never know because my lips are sealed. Our love is a lighter to my cigarette killing me softly and eating away at me slowly like the carcinogen that you are. Maybe my love for you is auto-response to...
April 2011
2 posts
Letter from a Broken Hearted Fan
I had always been a fan. I heard the your first single and it peaked my interest. Then the second track on the first album was released and I was hooked like a fiend. I brought every album on the release date. So happened a friend of mine, had a friend that could get us in and with backstage passes. Finally, I would have my chance to meet you. I had your latest cd with a black sharpie and...
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Reunited- A Short Story
“Shit! Its positive” I exclaimed as I looked at the E.P.T test. Instantly, I lost my breath. “What now?” I thought. I knew exactly when it happened. It was about two months ago. This positive test was the outcome of a farewall fuck. One last good-bye before completely letting go.
In May, I found myself at my high school alma mater. Nervous was an understatement. I...
January 2011
1 post
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But
I’ve been thinking and I’m always thinking… I like you and I like us
but I’m not really sure what we are
sometimes it makes me happy.
Its like I’m only existing until I hear from you.
But then I’m frustrated
because I barely hear from you. I want to call you friend
but you’re more than a friend
but then its like this secret friendship that only you...
August 2010
1 post
“I’m not afraid of the solace of midnight that dares me to enter. I am the...”
