Wednesday, March 4, 2015

eighty-six

It’s a shame you checked out before I decided to check in

eighty-five

You messed up my sleep cycle just like you messed up my mind. I blame you entirely for blurry reminiscences and unannounced 4AMs.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

eighty-four

I’ll see your douchebagery, and raise you one heartbreak.

eighty-three

Let’s walk on the edge of danger. Let’s flirt with the idea of destruction. Let’s play in the ring of bad ideas. We’ll never be safe; but honey, we’ll be bored. 

eighty-two

Take me there, I beg you. I’ll deal with the bruises later. Guide me to the very brink we both wanna see me jump from. I’ll be too infatuated to blame you when I’m falling. 

eighty-one

The labored breaths between us were enough to make my questions, your promises.

eighty

My heart’s relentless though. It refuses to be caged. That kind of strength is really just weakness.