look me in the eyes
and tell me
of what you have lost.
how many times
have you stood in the ashes
of what gave you life?
how many times
have you given yourself
to people who would never give back?
or have you played it safe
and never fought for something
that made your heart run wild?

do not tell me
that i am not allowed to suffer.



these nights are getting a little colder
and my bones
a little colder.
what they don’t tell you
about getting older
and wiser
is that knowledge is bought
with heartache
and that peace of mind
is more valuable
than any lover’s kiss.


You, Always.

it was only a year ago. do you remember? those flirty texts. our walks among the eucalyptus trees. the crisp October air tossing your wild hair in the wind. you looked me in the eyes and told me you were afraid. that i would change my mind. that i wouldnt catch you when you fell. how could i have told you in a way that would have spoken deeper to your heart? that nothing on this earth could take me from you. that you were only ever a phone call away from my arms. that my mind was made up the moment i met you. that i loved you. it was only a year ago.

do you remember?



i wonder
if in the coming days
we will see an awakening;
a realizing
of latent power
or will we go quietly
into the coming night.

i wonder.


Heart Echo

i think
that for a while
this time of year
will remind me of you;
of quiet meetings at the park,
of phone calls that stretched for hours,
of blue apples and his little laugh,
of the wind tossing your wonderfully wild hair,
and of our hugs.

i miss you,
wild woman.



another birthday come and gone.
i really thought you would have remembered.
i guess i shouldn’t have expected anything
i guess my heart still finds ways to hope.
hope for you,
hope for us.

i really should stop leaving the lights on
for you
i guess another night
wouldn’t hurt,
another night
up late
thinking of you
knowing you’re out there
not giving a damn
about me.



i had you in a dream again.
you were in my arms
and we were whispering
to each other
the things we used to say.
if only i had known
that dreams of you
would be the only thing
i have left.

i should have seen it.
there was ‘goodbye’
in your eyes
long before
i said hello.



you traded
your freedom
and your voice
for safety.

was it worth it?

are you any happier now?

i really don’t think you’re going to like the ending.


September, Again

a year ago
i told you
it was you.
you couldn’t bear
to look me in the eyes
when i told you.
had i known
that in the span of a year
we would would never speak again,
i would have never let you known.


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