12.18.10 (just a passing thought)

we're all lost. some of us want to be found, and search desperately for a clue or anything to help them find their way. others realize that while they may be lost, they're not hopeless on their own. that's when they're found.

12.13.10 (sam cooke inspired song of longing and heartbreak written at 8 A.M. after having woken up at 6 A.M. and going to school on the wrong day)

there was a time when i held you close

and baby you cried, for your heart was broke

but that time has passed now, you've gone away

and i still think of you every day

oh i see you heart's beginning to grow

and deep inside it hurts me so-oh-oh

and i'm sorry if i come off unkind

because you're someone else's baby, not mine

there was a time when you were mine, all mine

but you knew something just wasn't right

you told me that i had to go-oh-oh

and don't you know, you know you hurt me so-oh-oh

well baby, i know that you've already moved on

i know you're happy, that you think he's the one

and i am sorry if i seem unkind

because you're someone else's baby, not mine

your heart will grow as time will slowly pass

and i hope you can build a love that truly lasts

as for me, i'll keep on singing my songs

and i'll keep loving you like i have all along

and i know that you have found someone new

and i hope that he can see what i've seen in you

and oh-oh-oh, i'm sorry if i have been unkind

because you're someone else's baby, not mine

because you're someone elses baby,

not mine

12.7.10 (walk)

you see the leaves

roll across the ground

you hear the trees

dancing to their sound

and then you think

where do i fit

into all of this?

(you don't)

and then you think

where do i fit

into all of this?

(at home)

you feel the breeze

breathe across your face

the cold wind, wet grass

cutting through a lonely haze

and then you think

of all the times

that you have had

(they're gone)

and then you think

of all the faces

that you've seen

(all gone)

you look up to black

see the clouds above

and in the pale moonlight you think

it's alright, you aren't in love

12.7.10 (maybe later)

from my bed

golden rays shine

through the cracks

in my blinds

the sun it dances

golden light

across your face

and in your eyes

i lay my head back

stare up into the sky

clouds waltz past my window

through blues dancing by

your head on my chest

breathing softly

i smell your hair

and close my eyes

i start to doze off

but you pinch me

and i look in those eyes

and you kiss me

12.1.10 (who are you?)

i tried to keep you all to myself

but you can't put a cage, can't put chains

on someone else

you had told me you were tired of your stay

i tried to convice you to change your ways

but oh, you got out, you got away

i haven't heard much of you since

and i'm still locked, still stuck

in the same place

a simple wave, a kiss goodbye

might have done me in, have done the trick

but i admit i never did cry

when you left