“Write about the future when the past was bad, but today was good.”
Yesterday was the oldest day I ever had.
it swam and buried the sky in a wet year
the moments were patches of passing
unlifted was the day so burned,
it shriveled with no passion in the oven,
tasteless and runny, chalky and crude.
Today sits up and breathes away the holes
it moves infinite and speedy like love,
packing neatly into minutes so fresh.
Controlled and clear, today bundles my mind.
Today, the harvest is freckled with red kisses.
So, I raise a glass to the tomorrow,
It preps the table
holding all strings
all presents wrapped frozen
for sweet and shy it may melt,
sizzling and drumming it may fold
and we may only trickle through,
casting the black aside and white in,
all for the undone days.
“ill never let you down shane,im here till the end of this nightmare. loving and missing my boyfriend shane lots, cant wait till this nightmares over and were back together”
Once loving arms,
when We were We.
Now shrunken shadows.
With passion cold,
Only shells left to hold.
We were We,
And now we are each
living like days are nights,
and nights are nightmares
that feel like cold cellars
and vacant streets.
Once, we could kiss the storms away-
When We were We.
But now we are gone,
With knots undone.
Like kites lost in tangled branches
Yet, the strings still feel attached.
My breathing may turn to tears,
but, I am still filled
with this heartbeat of yours.
Because we need to live
Like when We were We
when the days were easier to swallow.
I can’t shrivel my feelings.
because they can’t be lost
when I see you in my dreams.
Which is why I wait,
And why I won’t let you down
when We are We again.