May 6, 2013


yours, yours are lovely
they're so pretty (for lack of a more masculine adjective)
they are so observant
and so caring,
and i can see the softness in them.
they often won't hold mine for long,
but when they do,
their gaze gives me butterflies.
and my stomach turns to knots.
and my heart skip-skips a beat.

February 6, 2013


you told me, once,
that my death scares you more than your own
what you don't understand:
i start dying when you stop living
so live, and you won't need to worry about my death.

February 4, 2013


you might need to wait a while.
these things take time, you know.
but you'll grow while you wait.
you will. you'll see.

February 3, 2013

the side of the fence

the grass is greenest here,
when i'm with you

January 30, 2013

how dare you

don't think about me, if you won't let me dream about you.
do not dream of me, if i can't think of you.

don't think or dream.
before you tell me not to.

January 23, 2013

this one for the way your lips
though barely moving
can still say everything i cannot

November 22, 2012

more love

i love loving the unloved and unlovable.

October 10, 2012


i'm afraid to love again
because what if i no longer
can love unconditionally..

what then??

September 18, 2012

don't mess with my heart;
i've gotten protective.

May 29, 2012

not clique

people like you,
people like me,
they're rare.

few and far between.

but they do exist.
i'm proof.
you're proof.

and sometimes,
once in a few blue moons,

they meet.
we meet.

and we click.

May 25, 2012


я тебя найду
я к тебе приду
ты только жди
не сдавайся
и держись

its hard

losing friends
to time.

it is an unbeatable
champion opponent

May 16, 2012

i find solace in words
in anonymity
in writing

so i have this

April 25, 2012


yours are interesting.
they do not seem comfortable holding
anyone's gaze for more than a second.
they are also very shifty,
and they look like they are trying desperately
to hide  something.
and they seem a bit hurt [past tense]
and vulnerable.

they make me sympathetic.

April 24, 2012


yours are strange.
they look vacant to me
sometimes almost dead.
everything about you reminds me
of an overgrown six year old.
and not in a good way.
everything you do annoys me.

April 19, 2012


yours remind me of a small child
they are so bright and curious
and huge. big and always shining
they make me think of innocence

April 11, 2012

cornea, lens, retina

your eyes say so much about you
i love looking at them, into them,
and studying them.

i will tell you
what i think of them.

right here.

April 8, 2012


i've tried.
and tried some more.
i have tried and tried.
i am so sick of trying.

and yet i will try
once again.

March 28, 2012

i will intercede

your eyes don't shine like they did
"im like an open book" you say
but its difficult to miss
when a friend once smiled so readily
and now it's almost like a chore.

March 17, 2012


and i cant remember what i wanted to say
and i cant remember what i needed to do
and i cant remember what i had to get to

all i remember is that it was important

March 6, 2012


i was told today
"you have those piercing eyes"

i will never see my eyes
the way others do.
only through mirrors.

February 20, 2012

i am not sure why

i find myself attracted to the outcasts.
the broken.
the sad.
the hurting.
the hardened.
the depressed.
the friendless.
the unloved.
the paranoid.
the ex-addicts.
the ex-prisoners.
the ex-criminals.
the stone hearted.
the ones who rarely smile.
the ones with unreadable eyes.
the ones who won't look me in the eye.
the ones with pain hidden beneath invincibility.
the ones with tenderness behind tough skin.

the ones nobody wants to talk to.
nobody wants to have anything to do with.
those are the ones who catch my interest
and they intrigue me.
and they capture my heart.
and i love them.

until they begin to like me.
and show their own attraction.

February 19, 2012


i feel neglected,
so forgotten and alone.
and my smile's not contagious
and my eyes don't shine like they once shone.

February 16, 2012

or sit

can't stand them
yet cannot tell them

for fear.

February 3, 2012


this one for the way your eyes
are like a rushing river
consuming me