The Blind Loving The Blind

I'm sorry.

I was looking at you.

I just couldn't see you.

I was staring into the light.

The Stupid Things I Need To Hear

Sometimes people who you like, won’t like you.

That’s ok.

Sometimes, everyone around you will talk about all the incredibly cool things they’re busy doing and you will have very little to talk about yourself.

That’s ok.

Sometimes, you will wake up and you’ll just be sore for no real reason.

That’s ok.

Sometimes, you won’t know what to do and people will say, “I’d kill to have your problems!” and that won’t magically and suddenly stop them from being problems.

That’s ok.

Sometimes, I’m saying it to you because I hope that one day, you’ll be able to say it to me.

That’s ok.

The Failure Of Prayer

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How every part of you is made of the dark side of light.

How seconds hit like glass hammers.

How every millimeter of your skin softly sings a song only it knows.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How a billion black oceans float between the things you say.

How shadows chase shadows.

How low the birds fly when I blink. 

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How this house becomes church light in autumn.

How we can be, and be, and be, and be again.

How a porcelain heart can beat so hard it breaks itself.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

But all that came out was poetry.

The God At The Station

Isn't love just a kind of God that stops existing when you stop believing?

Who could believe in that?

And yet, people do.

The Slow, Gentle Continental Drift

I stayed because you were the only one who thought I could be better.

I stayed so that you could get better.

I stayed.

The Bottom Of The Dark

Everyone's got someone, deep in their lungs, that they need to breathe out, before they can sink.

Is that why you're trying to breathe me out, darling, while I'm still trying to breathe you in?

The Light Leaving Machines

I will record it, and when the time comes for me to die, I, or the nurse, will put the headphones in and I will hear:

"You have a name but soon you will not.
You loved everyone you could as much as you could.
You are only doing the most natural thing in the world.
Everything, is fine."