Saturday, December 19, 2015

Last Christmas

Last Christmas
I gave you everything
from the very start
this year I'm with someone special

It disturbs me more than I know
to think that I lost a best friend
because we couldn't make it work
it's only now we're long gone,
and very out of touch
yet sometimes, it's the occasional text
when my mind flickers over the past thoughts
fleeting as they may be
but warm, warm, memories

Look, I don't really miss you
I never really did
it was over from the beginning
we didn't even need Christmas
to symbolize the end
don't miss me any longer
lose my number.
forever.

 Take care.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Crickets in the Muskoka's


Crickets chirp, sporadically and repetitively.
The stale, sickeningly hot air, keeps beads of pespiration
From running off of my forehead.
The moon illuminates a tiny shadow of this room;
It's as if my fears resemble the monster in my closet.

It's been one year, undeniably quick, but one year
Since I've moved and packed up my life
For a place so much different, and perfect
I think of the people I've met, the friends I've
began to make, and my heart soars.

You know that feeling of you've looked for
Something or someone for a long time -
now, finally now, you have it?
I'm still searching for that.
Connections, protections, and conditions make
Our bonds secure.