Monday, May 23, 2016

i hear they paint the ocean blue




tonight i can't see timp

after friday i won't see you, or you

.....or even you

tonight i can't even see tomorrow, let alone anything that's 

supposed to come next

i'm going to miss clouds that sit on the mountains

what used to be 4 miles away is now 4000

and soon that will change to just a 1000

but a thousand will never look as good as 0 felt

and i'm trying not to be scared, because i hear that the ocean is

pretty blue


but then again, so were you.

tonight i'm trying hard to picture tomorrow, and the next day

i wonder if you're doing the same

i wonder if the numbers 0 and 4000 are a little closer tonight 


Sunday, April 24, 2016

red stained cheeks and 'so to speak'


i'm always leaving things unspoken

and i'm trying to decide if that's good or bad.

sometimes i wish others would do the same.

because no one is meaner to you than someone who hates themselves

and sometimes i forget that. sometimes we all forget that

ugly words turn into crimson tears,

and sometimes i think she thrives on my red stained cheeks.

we can try and try our best to hide the red, 

but you'll never know how long your words stay in their head.



i'm always leaving things unspoken

someday i hope they learn to do the same

and value the ones with beautiful words

and beautiful minds 









Sunday, March 27, 2016

second chances





sometimes it feels good to have my head in the clouds

nothing but silence and the color grey and nothing to bring me down




to not have to think about promises that can't happen for years

and to forget about people who hurt you and can't even say sorry

i wish my head could always be in the clouds

i've always like the color grey, it remind me of you

but sooner or later we all have to come back down to earth

we all have to face the minutes spent alone that feel like years

we all have to face the people that constantly put us down

we are all waiting for something

but you could be the most vibrant rainbow

but still be trying to seek approval from a colorblind man

promises can expire and people can hurt you



and you might always be at war with the clock 

but remember that 11:11 comes twice a day

because everyone deserves a seconds chance

Thursday, March 3, 2016

writer's music



i took my favorite songs,

carter and megan's playlist,

and music from eva peron

and made a few CD's for us to listen to

during our writing prompts.




nels mix 1

1. We Won't 
2. Die a Happy Man
3. Give Me Love
4. Already Home
5. Cure
6. Hooked On a Feeling
7. Hero
8. Every Breath You Take
9. Like We Used To (piano version)
10. Let it Go

Sunday, February 21, 2016

lost eyelashes



lets collaborate

lets put our hands together and reach for the stars

because its the only place that we both find inspiration



lets make musics

lets pluck each others heart strings until we find a melody that 

makes us both feel alive

it's been a little too long for me


lets cram our thoughts together until it sends us to the clouds

because i've been too scared to go back since my eighth grade 

teacher told me to come back down to earth














lets go back to wishing on our lost eyelashes

back when our knees were stained green

and our whole world was our backyard


lets write each other love letters

and we'll kiss the page so by the time it reaches the other

we'll always have a kiss for a rainy day


lets remember the good and the bad

the goodbyes and the hellos

and the times we ended with love, and not sincerely 







Monday, February 15, 2016

love hit the snooze


it's 3am and i'm still thinking of you

and you're probably asleep

but my heart woke me up hours ago

and there's no snooze or reset button



but i can't stop thinking about all the nights spent with you

and the many ways you made me feel even when you weren't around

all the feelings of may are still stuck with me

like the way my ears will always still recognize your laugh and my 

hands will always remember the feel of your's

i always liked the way your hands felt holding mine


sometimes i feel like i can live in those moments forever

and spend my time in a ten month old dream

that my heart isn't the only one living in the past

that it's december and that i'm not alone in my room at 3am

that love has only hit the snooze button and o only have 9 minutes 

left of this dream

i always liked myself more when i was with you

but sooner or later i have to wake up 

as much as i miss july, and as much as i long for the future

it's still just february, and it's now 4am and i'm crying

and you're still asleep

and i liked the idea of love a lot more when i was with you

but my heart woke me up hours ago

and i wonder sometimes if your's does the same

even if it feels like mine's the only one that does

because i feel like that's what two hearts in love would do





Monday, February 8, 2016

Project Journal


i wanted my journal to be distinctly mine

so i spent six hours finding all my favorite photographs and 

artwork, and put them all together on the cover of my journal

it's certainly not perfect... but every piece of it means something

to me