wISH

Empty promises and open bottle litter the floor

Are We

Are we there yet? In the good place?

In

In the darkness we covet

Wait Too Long

We sit in the ashes, fragile as eggshells, pacing the room and trying not to make any noise.

He Did

He stopped loving her today, and not for any particular reason.

Just Old Memories

It came in the mail early in the morning, a big fat package wrapped clumsily in packing tape.

Ashes

In the middle of the night I am on fire.

Anything

If drowning will work

I’ll drown

Again

She saw him from across the room, not expecting this kind of interaction. He saw her too, and the quick and quiet glances they exchanged went unnoticed by the guests.

Six Chances

It was an inevitability, the crack of a hand across her face.

The Black

It was the kind of thing adrenaline junkies live for, and contrary to what the diving instructors of Acona will tell you, it most certainly was not an urban legend.

The Kind Of Girl Who Moves You

She’s the kind of girl you wish about but fail to see beyond her smile

Flight On A String

If there was a moment

DJ Never Let Me Go

So I asked her if she thought the sun rose and set with us, if we could love like it was the end of the word. You know, like there was no tomorrow?

The Saddest Thing

The saddest thing she owned was a promise ring.

Leaving

It was not a long conversation, for minds had already been made up. There was a boat leaving, and he wanted her to come with him.

Just Friends Now

I picked her up from the airport. I had insisted on it even though we were in this weird place, her getting up and leaving for weeks without a word the most obvious of indications.

Daydreamers On The Run

 

We were daydreamers on the run she said

A night of fun in an unfamiliar bed