Monday, December 26, 2011
I've fallen into the dark pit of trust all over again. I'm scared and curious and hopeful all at the same time. And then I remember the way you look at me.
Although my brain was shaking and my eyes only focused on the strokes of colour that laid in my lap, I was consoled by the voices of people getting along. Too many favourite things in one room.
Over the last week I've made up a long list of apologizes that I have to say but can only shamefully whisper to myself alone.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
Hey
It's as if I've been laughing so much louder, smiling so much harder, and only thinking of the funny pieces of the other night.
Monday, December 5, 2011
We're the kids you used to love But then we grew old
I've read about this song all my little self's life.
