Monthly Archives: December 2013

It’s you

Date a man who doesn’t spend his money on drink, or clothes, or video games, but saves what he has to go on adventures and pursue his dreams. He might have problems dealing with everyday things but no-one sees the possibilities life holds like he does. This is a man who is ready for anything, who will drop everything on a moment’s notice to run away and get lost somewhere with you or show up unannounced to whisk you away on some crazy adventure. Date a man who sees the world in millions of colours, who has his head in the clouds and his feet on the ground.






A part of me wants to hear from you but it doesn’t know what it wants to hear.  Some parts of me don’t, because they’re scared it will pull the whole of me down. 

I was just thinking that maybe this Christmas would be an exception from the war we had been waging.  But maybe there shouldn’t be exceptions, nor special occasions.  That this isn’t an exception, rather, this is the climactic phase of the battle where neither of us should put our guards down and fight, burning down every single part of us that wants to be with each other, until we no longer feel the need to back down for embrace.  Until there’s nothing left.

The missing feeling stirs up inside me because Christmas isn’t in my home, and you’re another home.  But it stirs too weakly it doesn’t even make me say it.  The compulsive person that I am, blurting out my thoughts.  It’s too weak and unsure and my system will stop it, eventually, naturally.


The Weakness In Me

You make me stay
When I should not
Are you so strong
Or is all the weakness in me