Friday, July 30, 2010

The Simple Shattering of Water

It's because you and them were made of the same pieces. And afterwards, when you put yourself back together, some piece of them remained.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

The Air Never Saw It Coming

If the air ever pushes its luck, if it dares to get between me and you, I will cut it, kill it and let it bleed blue.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

The World Is Better Backwards

I never saw you again. You slammed the door as you came in. We yelled at each other about something that just shouldn't fucking matter but for some reason, it does. It happened. We spoke softly. We were in bed. I told you

"I love you."

You said the same. We went to movies and parties and friends and ate and drank and made love.

It all ended with my eyes meeting yours for the first time and the sudden, extreme feeling of expectation.

And now, how can I miss what has never existed.

Monday, July 26, 2010

The Fragile Arc

It may have just been a moment to you, but it changed every single one that followed for me.

Friday, July 23, 2010

The Business Of Breaking Things

You have a pen? Take a memo and write this down:

Once, I was loved, supremely with every fiber of someone's being. They just never knew how to tell me.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

The Burning Compass

My atoms and chemicals could've been made anywhere in the universe, but they were made here, near you. Near yours.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Wall Of Days

You will never meet anyone who has done something great who waited for permission to do something great.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Things That Are Left

The world made me cold. You made me water. One day we'll be clouds.

Monday, July 19, 2010

The Distance From Here To Autumn

I wondered if every road was connected to every other road. I wondered if I touched it, if maybe somewhere, you would know.

Friday, July 16, 2010

The Tiny Iceberg

The little things you forget, kill me.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Mirror Hurts

I never heard what you said, just what you meant. I hate you. I love you. I don't love you anymore.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

The Limited Edition Of Everything

But don’t worry, somewhere, someone’s doing something beautiful and no one knows.

Seriously, a no one, nowhere with nothing is dreaming the Sistine Chapel in 3D and there are unicorns involved and no one knows.

Still, sing that song you sing about what it’s like to never work a day in your life and everything is beautiful because it looks great and hey, everyone knows,

who needs another song about worrying about the rent, girls and the things they say or what it’s like to feel alone.

Maybe, who knows.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The Fire At Sea

When the tide goes out for the last time, all the shipwrecks will be waiting for us and the bones of the earth will shine bright white in the sun.

When the tide goes out for the last time, I'll meet you by the planes that never made it past Bermuda.

When the tide goes out for the last time, I swear, we will have nothing left to lose.

Monday, July 12, 2010

The Audience Of One

You're too pretty to be weird and too weird to be pretty.
And you feel strange when people try to talk to you. So get a job, it's safer than art. Maybe people won't point and stare so much. Even if they're only in your head. Especially if they're only in your head.

Friday, July 9, 2010

The Diaries Of Foreign Lovers

You are so patriotic to your heart. It keeps the country together. But it tears the world apart.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

The Day Owl

When all I want to do is sleep, all want makes me do, is think about you.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The Circus Is Cheaper When It Rains

I’ve taken the same ride too many times.

I could fall asleep in the loop.

I know the clowns wipe the fake, makeup smiles off their faces once the show is done.

I know the lions sleep in cages at night.

I know the tightrope walkers have blisters on their feet.

I know the ringmaster doesn’t believe in what he yells to the crowd anymore.

I know the strongman, isn’t as strong as he once was.

I know the candy floss has always been, just sugar and air.

You are the only reason I come back here every night.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Few And The Fewer

You can make the world beautiful just by refusing to lie about it.

Monday, July 5, 2010

The Air In My Lungs

When sadness was the sea, you were the one that taught me to swim.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

The Saviour Got Lost In The Mirror

If the only reason you help is so that you can tell people that you help, I don't need your help.