August 2011
4 posts
One day I will stop reading too much into your words.
Someday hello will just mean hello.
Silences
It scares me how you say so little. There are too many gaps to fill, to trip in, to fall and crack my skull in. I want to be able to read into your silences. To know what they mean; rather than make words that I think you would say, words you may want to say.
I guess the fault is mine, not your lack of words, but my lack of understanding of the few you say, and the silences inbetween.
Dear Jimmy
Woke up this morning and realised: I am no longer embarrassed to be me.
Rose
July 2011
4 posts
Your name.
When I first heard your name,
I forgot it instantly.
But now that you have gone,
I can never forget it.
Now I am trying to forget.
and some day,
I will forget the face that I loved.
From the moment I saw it,
before it had a name.
