stories to tell

heartbreak everyday since i met you. waited for the courage to talk to you but it never came. i could only imagine what it would have been. hello i'd say, hi you'd respond. silence would then embrace us into the night. heartbreak ever since i met you. i still try not to know you, it hurts so much when it shouldn't. now it's just me, me and you. waiting for those pancakes in that small atlanta diner. playing with our order and asking for too much, too much. heartbreak heartbreak heartbreak. please please please. let go of me let go of me. heartbreak at daybreak, at dusk, dawn, and all time until i break. holding on for tonight.  for that light to come. for that blinking light, hoping it's you. but it's never you is it? forgotten, with a heart that is empty because you never gave it back a love that is never received and for all we worked and all we built all we got was heartbreak.

standing up. that's how i first saw her. it was as if the air around her condensed and danced amidst her curves and spaces, between her legs and fingers, caressing her face and playing with her hair. she smiled and i believe i smiled back. i couldn't tell you because a black hole formed in my chest and as it sucked me into oblivion all i could think was how time is relative. then she moved her lips and i could see every word float out towards me. they were warm and fluffy and to hear them was a pleasure unknown. i could dream about the electric shock of holding her hand for days. i have dreamt about it. i miss it.

what fire came from your gaze that it burned my sight but your shadow was more than enough for all of me to be amazed whiter than diamond sand and smooth as greased marble your legs moved fast and scary my heart just couldn't understand how much lust and desire to kiss that Venus incarnate with soft and graceful hands by god's will conspire to fill me with dread and love and dream of kissing those curved lips so enchanting with that smile so deadly with that grin so dance in your flowing skirt away from me in you canvas ship as Goya and friends laugh at me and i fall silently in love with you

zeus had trouble when her hips swayed back and forth those curves like an autobahn circling everest this girl with the small eyes, heart like the pole:north  apollo wanted to stop looking but couldn't give it a rest jesus christ couldn't make enough bread for all her dough her caramel skin cool and marble soft to the touch zephyrus dreamed of holding her hand but although her goosebumps were so lovely, her smile was lovelier.

i saw you everywhere today. your black hair reflecting the multitude of neon signs and your lips pouting at every food stand. i could see the small beads of sweat on your neck evaporate as the sun lowered and that sweet evening breeze caressed the leaves of the park. i fell in love with you like that first time when we ate those weird cranberry cookies. your strangely perfectly round and nimble fingers held my own and i felt the softness of your skin. we walked in silence as we watched the throngs of people everyone with things to do or see; we would sometimes smile in the general direction of the other and it was all that was needed. the depth of your eyes seemed infinite when you squint like that. i fell in love with you like that time when you jumped in my car and we drove all night going nowhere so many sounds, so loud, i knew you wouldn't like it so we went to see the piglets run around and fall and eat and play. i saw myself in them fumbling around when you

your ghost haunts me still, at night, morning and at every windowsill. i bewail these thoughts and emotions yet if it weren't for them. a gray-ass dull of a life, a boat in a lake too small to row, a bike ride in a hot humid disgusting summer day. joyless. i remember that time we bought a vintage toy gun that blew soap bubbles. we played with it all afternoon, far from both of our houses, in a empty parking lot we loved it and we loved each other; right as sunset kissed the flying bubbles, the toy gun broke. joyful to a breaking point. that was us. smiles and laughter even when faced with scary futures you are all i need. you are all i want. you are all i lost. yet if it weren't for you. a gray-ass dull of a life, a boat in a lake too small to row, a bike ride in a hot humid disgusting summer day.

with a great climb ahead i went out biking with a friend. only one night to work and make sense of it all but i needed the distraction and the impending doom to have it come to an end. the lake was nice and the cool wind reminded me of the coming fall. the sun was shining yet not hot and the flowers were still in display in all the fancy houses. yet joy was not  at the forefront of my thought and while i liked the company all we talked about was for nought.

running away is not the best way i can feel the bugs hitting my body the stale air following me like a bubble made up of my own steam and i keep chasing this pavement. i had given up. even before i ran. yet i run, chasing, but not wanting to get there. i don't. it was never my intention. the flowers along the road break the monotony of the humid air. [tonight's inpiration]

i remember when you moved in close to my face. at first i turned towards you but soon enough you were closer than i was prepared [ the grass, the trees, the clouds behind you all became a blur and for a brief moment i looked into your eyes and i lost control of myself. i\ i couldn't speak or move of my own accord, but i knew what my brain was telling me: look at her lips. curved perfectly, taught like a sail in the wind. they are pretty and plump and juicy and filled with that ambiguous pink and red hue of sunset look how they are moving, you can touch them, caress them softly with your lips..kiss her kiss her. kiss her. kiss her. and then the air moved. ] your voice reached me with your sweet whisper and every hair on my body stood tall and i'm sure i blushed because i felt my cheeks warm as the sun and goosebumps ran all through my back and i snapped. took control. the clouds came back, the grass was there, the trees swayed with the wind. i turne

perfectly still lake summer's scent fading from thought lonely without you ----------- --------------- -------------- on a bicycle wind and blood rushing strongly sweat is not as gross ----------- --------------- -------------- the sun burning skin after a night of daydreams a forbidden fruit

mesmerizing silken threads, attached at one end, dance with the wind and with each pirouette and dance move, they tease and play with the sun; and the light doesn't blind me but leave me dreaming and entranced. flying golden brown, like an ocean of obsidian, each wave makes my soul want a forgotten and ancient love. i drown however in your sight. a heart so deep, that shape so perfect. if expressions were an entity, it would be you. a goddess embodied in your beauty; a titan in your voice. a fool would suffer, but kindness is your name.

why you gotta be so comfortable, uncomfortable, talk to all the dudes, ms. affable, i just want a taste of your lips, it's understandable, commendable, my body thinks demandable, you're so beautiful, beyond the universe, expandable, pray to you all day, my dreams unexplainable, i can't stop my heart, uncontrollable girl, this is the worst infatuation, your body kills me, the situation, while your mind is a celebration, shine bright like a constellation shooting star, your appellation let me hold you tight tight this loneliness is not right smack your ass, my god so tight smother me, just one bite, all night, full on ass appetite shake it up in my face, for you all i've got is praise never tire of the chase, are you the prettiest girl in the world? the only answer is yes.

a story about a lost one who keeps thinking he found one but he tells himself it's a pond full of swans because this can't be the one not true not true not true he moaned to himself while feeling blue evading what his heart said was true he was totally screwed and it was so day after day never understanding the way how it was so much fun for even half a second play and life together seemed always so gay

if i told you i miss you would you hold it against me? if i said it without words would you hold it against me? so far but soon so close yet farther still my head explodes like the summer leaves the thoughts of your smiles bring happy goosebumps to my sun parched skin if i told you i dream of you would you hold it against me? if i said it without words would you understand me? hidden behind screens a peek between; my heart screams

you said it wasn't a last goodbye and i believed you even though i cried and at the end of of the year i missed you and i missed our dreams i felt beaten lost overwritten and crushed like a memory that's been turned off or a stupid switch that doesn't work i lie here waiting for you for a text or a call i am a fucking dork a flash flood that paralyzed me and i agreed in that stupid marta ride but i should have been smarter than to accept that defeat i felt dumb lost overcrumbed and crushed

what a lonely day. lonely month. lonely year this has been. and it's only the first month! i am still in shock since she left me. i think she gave me a chance but i didn't take it i didn't tell her how much i really loved her how much i understood her and then i insisted on trying to be right and closed my ears and my mind and shut you out because i was an idiot and even though you gave me a chance i didn't take it and i just spoke the same things over and over and over frustrating you and all i all i had to do was to reveal that things were equal as to when we KNEW we loved