fear me not.

fear me not, i am not yours.
i cannot move mountains
or even open doors

i shant leave you in the rain
or at the very least
call out to you in shame.

i will not track you down
call your mother
then tell her what I've found.

i know a lot less than you think i do
and that is just the start
never not ever could i ever break your heart.

the darkness

Your darkness makes me want to crawl up inside of you and sleep peacefully because I know your darkness and it makes me feel safest and warmest and best in love.

and i'll seek that darkness and hollow a nest for my weary head and tiny hands and you can join me in the darkness when you're ready. I'll leave my light out for you to find your way.

night stand littering

Darling, I gave you my library information so that you could go in and leave me presents to pick up at the library when they're ready. you no doubt poked around at my checked out selections. And now you know what my night stand looks like. Littered with those items, old coffee cups and letters I haven't yet sent to you, darling.

the truth...

Truth be known. I don't feel like writing. I don't feel like drinking. I don't feel like going out at all. I don't feel like talking. I feel like reading. Napping. Staring at my ceiling, and then repeat it all over again. I feel the curve of the earth and I feel a fear of slipping right off of it's round surface and floating into a gelatinous space where I am weightless and truly alone.