I miss it

I haven't written
Anything.
In what feels like
Forever

you and me

You and I
we're stuck somewhere
in the middle,
not too good
but not bad either
in a black hole
of mediocrity
We push and crave
to be better
but we are not
so this is where
we stay
somewhere stuck in the middle

addicts

It is a fine line,
Love and Addiction.
because I'm sure
this is what an addict
would feel like
going through withdrawals

Aching and wishing for more
knowing they're better off without
but if the opportunity arises
they'd have a little taste,
because you just can't quit

lost hearts

lost hearts
unexpected tears
shiny eyes
awkward smiles

Overwhelmed with confusion.  And all I want to do is tell you about it. But I can't seem to find the words.

Stupid stupid stupid

I lost my favorite ring today. The one I got for graduation. I wanted to wear it to grad, only makes sense right? If it didn't show up somewhere soon I might snap. At times like this I wish neatness and organization were skills that I practiced.

Getting out

I mentioned to my brother today that I had to go to Spain. Ben, being Ben, the level headed individual I need him to be simply said no you don't have to. But that's when I realized no I actually have to. There is something more than just the want to travel, I need to see the world. Have to. And I will