Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The 7908th Day

You could get on my motorbike and we could drive to a lake. We could talk about what it means to be you, what it means to be me, what it means to love and what it means to be us. And in 20 years' time, we could look back on this day and know that we meant what we said.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Shock Of Honesty

Scare the world: Be exactly who you say you are and tell the truth.

Monday, March 29, 2010

The Ghosts In The Sky

It feels like you or the world will never change. But I've seen you change. Both of you.

Friday, March 26, 2010

The Wishing Well In The Sky (Letters To Father Time)

All I ask is that you let me spend forever feeling this way, before you take me.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

The Trees That Decided Not To Die

As I put down my pen, I know someone, somewhere is picking up theirs.

I know that someone, somewhere is playing a guitar for the first time.

I know that someone, somewhere is dipping a paintbrush and marking a field of white.

I know that someone, somewhere is singing a song that's never been sung.

Perhaps someone, somewhere will create something so beautiful and moving, it will change the world.

Perhaps that somewhere is here.

Perhaps that someone, is you.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The Lipstick On The Window

The words "I love you" become nothing but noise. But that's why we kiss. To say with our lips what we couldn't before.

The Crowd Has Nothing To Envy

The only place you'll find the perfect person, the perfect family or a perfect life is in television commercials for butter.

Monday, March 22, 2010

The Truth Is Ugly

In the movies, the person leaving you never has a blocked nose when they cry. And all their tears are pretty.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

The Facts On Stumbling

Here's to you. Because I've never met anyone who makes a better you, than you.

The 6:45 Into Town

The only reason I have this job is so that I can afford the bed you and I share each night.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The Person You Are Is Better Than The Ghost You Were

If the type of person you wish existed doesn't, then that is who you must become.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

The Heart We Share

Every time they cut you, I bleed.

Monday, March 8, 2010

The Defender Of The Forgotten

You are nobody's hero. And nobody needs you. Desperately.

Friday, March 5, 2010

The End Of The Old Game

We've received unconfirmed reports that you are beginning to ask questions. Please accept the world as it is and allow it to continue to work the way it works. Fit in.

Thank you.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

The Great Burning Of Supper

It sounds pretty but I disagree. I believe there are moments in your life when you have to dance like everyone is watching.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The Stranger In You

My parents gave me a book and it told me I was made of dirt and dust. But you, you were made of ash.

Monday, March 1, 2010

The Reason We Left Göbekli Tepe

I will agree to hate the people who hurt you. Not the people who look like the people who hurt you.

The Shipwreck In My Head

Everything you do, you pay for. So if you're going to kiss me, you'd best be prepared to bleed.