Thursday, April 23, 2015

The Sound Echoes From Room To Room

In sacred halls they'll keep you, and whisper if you listen: Every heart sings a secret song, softly, in your ear.


Monday, April 20, 2015

The First Sounds

Before language, there were only sounds, and we had to tell each other everything we could with nothing but the noises we could make with our mouths.

What sound could you have made for, “Look at all these lights in the sky. Isn’t it amazing?”

What sound could you have made for, “My chest hurts when you are not here.”

What sound could you have made for, “I am hurt, and I am slowly pouring out of me.”

What sound would you have made for, “I do not have a name for the feeling I have when I’m with you, but it is a feeling that I never, ever want to end. Please don’t go to sleep forever.”

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

The Notes Etched Along Our Arms

Why would you take all the skeletons out the closet?

I remember the music still trapped in their bones.

I could've hummed it for you.

I could've sung us to sleep.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

The World Takes Tiny Parts Of Us

Every day you should ask yourself,

“What is the most important thing I could be doing today and why aren’t I doing it?”

And then be prepared for the answer to be,

“Being patient with my soul, being kind to my heart, and being ok, with being me.”

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

The Sky Will Be Filled With Light

One day, our ribcages and our skulls will burst softly open and the truth of who we all really are will float out of our hearts and our heads.

And you and I, we will truly see each other.

Perhaps for the very first time.

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

The Fading Of Bright Stars

Maybe we’re all just shiny balls of light inside human machines.

Maybe we’re all trying desperately to convince others that the noise they hear coming out of our mouths is an accurate reflection of the intentions of the shiny ball of light inside the machine.

Maybe it screams,

“I am real in here, I am real in here, I am real here.”

Maybe the light inside me just wants to know, if you’re real too.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

The Chance To Disappoint You

I love you.

So let me disappoint you.

Because I know that if you love someone, you are opening yourself up to being disappointed by them.

Because how can you love someone as a human, without everything that comes with that.

So disappoint me.

Disappoint me constantly, with all that you are and all that you could be and with everything that makes you, you.

I promise to disappoint you, with my whole heart.