

Trust in TuesdayCome over.Trust in Tuesday
Connect.
Converse.
Correct.
See me the second you know I'm on. Tell me the reason you took so long. It's been a while since the last delayed reaction to the demands I commend in my abstract fashion.
But please, don't go away. Trust in Tuesday to make tomorrow seem so lame in comparison to today.
With such clever word play, how could it all have gone so wrong. Tuesday comes, and now you're gone.
Good bye.
Reject.
Silence.
Counterfeit.


To Wish No MoreI never wanted anything more than the left alone. Tomorrow rises, sundown bears no surpises, to care no less, to wish no more. Love was a password to crashing compromises, you spoke the word, I fell to the floor. Never wanted anything more. There's nothing worse than to be proven wrong in your own right. Yesterday, I was fine without feelings, tonight, I am fine by your side. Tomorrow, I will be left alone with a sundown that bears no surprises, to remind me to care no less, and to wish no more.To Wish No More


LovingI don't think we should mock what it was like to love at fifteen. I think that if we could all love in that way (perpetually and honestly and with so much passion that we could feel ourselves ready to burst with it) then this place would be so much happier. We'd be more fulfilled and so sure, so positive- this is the one. This is the one to complete me. And we wouldn't worry about details or the future or heartbreaks to come: just the time that is now. A time that is perpetually Summer and brimming with nostalgia. Loving at fifteen is loving young and loving "forever", and it's something I regret we grow out of.Loving
In Space
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Epiphany: a sudden and powerful understanding of something previously misinterpreted.
I want to spawn epiphanies in every generation.
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