

On connectingOur expressions On connecting
Fragmented Memories In times wake Incomplete images Snapshots of life Ever drawn upon
Half-thoughts On the turning page Of the book being written


Late night angstIn the greater scheme of things, I think I did not mean that much to you. I was just a blip on your romantic horizon. But perhaps I am wrong. Perhaps you buried what we were deep inside, losing it to yourself and the world. You dont mention it, but then again, you dont mention a lot of things.Late night angst
All I know is that I was feverish, clutching my gut and moaning aloud when I feared you were on a date, in the lustful embrace of a girl 2000 km closer to you than I am. Silly, no, since I slept with another for two sweet weeks and was happy?
But, my feelings for you did not diminish. I was distracted from them, yes


Staring at the phoneI stare at the phone. The graffiti background swirls before me as my eyes fill with tears, again. First the moistening, liquid emotion brimming from an untapped source. Then the stinging. My tears fall onto the phone, muffling its silence.Staring at the phone
It doesnt ring. It doesnt beep-beep with a message. I turn it off, in case a technical fault is preventing your call from coming through. Then back on, a glimmer of hope. But there is no fault. No call. No message. Nothing.
The silence between us speaks volumes, and I wonder, do you hear them? I pour my heart into the silence as the rain pours outside and the rest


Casualty on my pathIf I had known then I would not have asked if Saturday was good For the first movie we saw I would not have let you walk me home Without first hearing me say That I am capable of heartbreakCasualty on my path
I would not have kissed you
As the waves crashed at our backs Without making sure We both understood the risks Of falling in young love When only one of us knew what that meant
But you did walk me home As I held your hand And you kissed me As we sat by the shore And I did not say those words Did not include any whispered fine print But
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..They were merely
Children of an idle mind,
Begot of nothing but vain phantasy....
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