sometimes I just need to breathe different air.

I miss them, but I like where I'm standing.

I wrote you letters, many letters. I sent those letters, all those letters.

I see a lot of you in these books 

A letter to someone close by

Dear ____,

Once I did not know you at all, and then we became familiar faces. You were always quiet and reserved which I admired. I wanted you to know that everything you thought I felt, was true. I'm sorry I brought him around but I know you got me back, with her.  You were one to make me smile and wish me luck. I think you really saw me, and I really saw you. Even with all the trivial facts we still don't know about each other, somehow we both got down to the core of things. I am sorry It won't continue on next year, but I'll still be the one to wish you happy birthday. I needed you for every moment we had. There was just something so unspoken about the whole thing. Like neither one of us had to say anything but both knew exactly what was going on. It's fitting how it all ended, and you even said so. I looked for you everywhere to say goodbye and as I was leaving by complete chance you were right around the corner. It ended with just the two of us, in the afternoon light. Sitting alone on that old worn carpet, writing our last goodbyes. I'm glad it was you next to me for four years, I don't think it would have been the same with anyone else. But part of me thinks we both needed more of eachother.

         With all the love in my heart, good luck,

A

Oh I've found a warm sunny place to rest my soul.

today I met a baby bird

then watched someone carelessly harm it

it's parents went insane trying to get it back in its nest 

eventually we helped it back

but some people are just so careless

my heart was broken

I don't understand how the majority of our population

 goes everyday without taking notice of their surroundings. 

What a fragile thing life is,

 every life has it's own value, 

even if you don't notice it, 

the living things that are smaller than we 

are just more delicate.

And then it stains my palms.

More...

Every day I observe the things around me

people, stories, sounds, objects, nature

with everything I gather I always have something to say

almost always, my findings are described in short meaningful phrases

but are always forgotten...

I want more, which could possible be my problem

to Learn, Love, Observe, Remember, Create, Explore, Meet, Discover, Compose

I want to give and take, gain and lose, build and destroy

I want to Love

let the sun wake me

I dreamt I walked along a shady path

the air was warm, the ground was cold

with each step I trailed greens and blues along my heels

I was blind 

I forget

I was reminded today

Of my father's voice

a voice I have not heard since I was sixteen

I could remember his laugh 

but not his voice

especially not his singing voice

my heart is broken

I need to hear him speak

When I Hold My Breath

 my skin 

has seen each day 

has soaked up light

and carried dust

moved around me

but never too far

I do not ask you to read or see or look, I do not ask.