June 26, 2012

the fool

I asked him and I believed him when he said what he said. I’m always the fool. 

I’m always fooled. 

What else would anyone do with a fool?

June 24, 2012

the specimens

And then people ask me why I don’t trust men, I’d say take a look at the list of specimens I’ve encountered.

June 21, 2012

just looking

I'm just looking for someone to prove me wrong.
I'm just looking for someone to break the pattern.
I'm just looking for someone to be the exception.
But it's not you.
And it wasn't him.

I'll keep looking.

June 19, 2012

the pretty words

You don't know but it's your pretty words and the pet names that push me away.
I can't do that.
You should know by now.

what the nordic wind said

She was even more scared than you of making things real, of following through, but she hid it very well. If there's anything you have to thank her for it's that, she taught you to hide in plain sight.

June 12, 2012

the void

It was summer (June) and I felt empty again. I wasn't sad, there was just something missing or a lot missing, can't really tell the size of the void. 

I'm sure your love wouldn't fill it. That, I know. 

It's like a missing passion, like a steady volcano that once erupted and now keeps still, it's like an un-blown hornet laying on the floor gathering dust. 

Just useless space that once was used.

June 10, 2012

almost the same

Everything is exactly the same,
except you're not here,
and I don't get to hold your hand.

the clue

Perhaps he didn't love her anymore and I was the first clue.