Thursday

What a Paradox


You are everywhere even though 
you're gone. I find you in the most
unexpected places: In books. In songs.
In random conversations. In dreams. 
In nature. In my veins.
Places you shouldn't be.

Ironic how you won't leave once 
you've left.

What a paradox.

Monday

Happiness


And then she said that happiness is what happens 
when you go to bed on the hottest night of summer,
a night so hot you can't even wear a tee-shirt 
and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, 

although try to sleep is probably more accurate. 

And then at some point late, late late at night, 
say just before dawn, the heat finally breaks 
and the night turns cool and when you briefly wake up, 

you notice that you're almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, 

you reach over and pull the sheet around you 
and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough 
and you drift back off into a deep sleep. 

And its that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull whats warm

whether its something or someone- towards us,

that feeling we get when we do that, 
that feeling of being safe in the world ready for sleep, 

...that is happiness.

Friday

Even from far away


Even from far away, 
you could see it.
They were drunk.
But nor from any type of beverage.
They were drunk off of each other.
The way they laughed.
The way they kept sneaking glances
even though both knew the other one
was looking too.
The way they curled into each other
with a nervousness hidden behind
a subtle excitement.
Even from far away,
you could see it.
They found each other
utterly intoxicating. 

Saturday

I Follow Rivers

And, 

as surely rivers follow the motion
 towards the ocean
So surely some things are 
meant to be…

(Maybe) for you and (me)


(Lykee Li - I Follow Rivers)