truth

And all the things that make you sad
Give me hope
Everything that makes you sick
Helps me cope
I love you so, my bones still ache
They resonate
My bones still ache
They resonate

I've been craving solitude every single day
"Soon enough spring will come" you all gently say
As if I've never felt sun and its healing rays
The instrument she lent- I'll imagine its curves
Round and full like hers
Like the lump in my throat
Choking out the only words I can think to say that won't betray
What we both know-
A name with no face is easier to blame than the idea of a willingness to change
I won't stray again, last night was like coming home
But the lights were all out

Been feeling inspired musically as of late.
Just wrote a couple of songs lyrically/musically and one more is in progress.
The words began and then got cut off and I don't understand why. They're there, but they're taking their time revealing themselves to me. It's frustrating.

Uninspired in all other arenas.
We may be moving to OB next month! Totally hoping that happens.
This blog is lame. I failed to turn it into what I intended. Typical of me!

Mimosas vs. coffee. Mimosas win. They always do...
Well at least on a Friday they do :)

Want: road trip, camping. Preferably desert camping.

Great Things

in no particular order...

-the Pacific
-70 degree weather
-Spring Break
-acing my Archaeology midterm
-beer
-happy hour
-cute boys
-cute boys who look like Jesus
-cute boys with tattoos
-yoga
-Trader Joe's carrot ginger and/or butternut squash soup
-baked marinated tofu
-hiking
-beach days
-the beautiful view I'm treated to every day living here
-mexican food
-naps
-kitties
-the Black Keys


totally diggin' life right now.

3/10

Your grip won't leave
My thoughts can't turn to anything
Innocent
With or without (you) I forget
Where I end, where you begin
Let the distance that keeps us apart
Separate our codependent hearts
I travel alone
I sleep alone
I drink alone
Hoping to learn myself

Your grip won't release
My thoughts aren't lonely
With or without (you) it's the same
As real as ever
As absent as always

A clear vision of your face
Threatens casually, lest I forget
There won't soon be another.