Monday, March 30, 2009

The Sleep Walker Dance

Everything lives on as long as you remember. But once you've forgotten, it rests in peace.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

The Person Happiness Became

So if you love me but you don't need me, you don't love me.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Skyscrapers Meet By The Side Of The Road

We look at the people who tell the truth, who say real things in public, like they’re confused. Crazy. As if everything should be said safely or not at all and what you feel shouldn’t be taken seriously.

Which is why it's not polite to say "I'm going to kiss you now because I can't do anything else."

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Gap In Happiness

You are so full of the things that you don't have that you don't have space for the things you do.

The Formality Of Glass And Ice

These things take time to remember. But you weren't always like this. I knew you before.

Monday, March 23, 2009

The Need For Honesty After Midnight

Not the first one in the morning or the one on the TV, the well-meaning phone call on a Monday night one or some you find on the radio - The voice that whispers between your ears before you fall asleep, that's the one you pay attention to.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Subtle Expressions

It's no coincidence. I play that song around you so maybe you'll actually listen to the lyrics for once and know how I feel.

The End Bit Is Animated

We help people when big things happen to them, when you see them getting hit by a car, when a brother or a sister or a father or a mother dies, we're there for them because we can see that death kills more than the person it takes. And yet, the people around us who die a little all the time, moment by moment, who require the least help, the smallest sacrifice, are the ones we ignore completely.

The Lost Can Get Lost Together

To find you and love you for all that you are. That's the reason I was sent to Earth.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The Heart Beats Per A Minute

You are the best parts of all the songs I love.

The Tree That Grew While You Were Away

Did you think I would forget how to love? It's like riding a bike. Everyone falls off and scrapes their knees sometimes.

Monday, March 16, 2009

The Time It Rained Underwater

But nothing is wasted. There's no song you can listen to, no person you can speak to, no moment it takes to see things as they are that doesn't teach you something.

You need everything you know.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

The 999

I have a surprise for you. Coming soon.

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Comma Was Optional

You're at the top of my list of meaningful decisions I need to make.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Person In Front Of Me

If I were you, I'd be beautiful.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Invisible Warning Labels

You'd think it would be easy for them to mark with red the cigarette that killed you so that you wouldn't smoke it, the drink that does you in with a label cautioning you not to, the kiss that ends the world with flashing lights that spell out the words

"Stay Away."

Monday, March 9, 2009

The Injustice Of It All

Unfortunately, you don't get what you deserve. You get what you think you deserve.

The Rain Will Fall And I Won't Care

Being enlightened doesn't mean being happy. It means you're ok even when things aren't.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

The Name Of The Sickness

You had the sadness and too much of it. There's no chemo for that except time.

The Reversal Of Misfortune

I always thought that I was sick and you were the cure. But everyone gets things backwards sometimes.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The World Was Built With Interchangeable Parts

You think that you're fundamentally "you".

That even without three meals a day, the people around you and the things you've been exposed to, you would still be the same person with the same ideas, morals, values and attitude towards life.

But you wouldn't be.

You would be "them". The great "them" that seem so stupid and alien and far away in other countries.

And they're reading this right now, wondering if they could be you.

Monday, March 2, 2009

The View On The Way Down

All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water.

And that's the tragedy of living.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

The Way It Rains Down Windows

And there are thousands in the crowd outside everyday. And everyone's there. And they love me. And I don't care. Because they're not you.