Dear You

Something from my friend Be Brilliant- who is by the way one of the most brilliant people I know :)

Dear You,

There is something about the ease of this that makes me want to scream. It's like all the drama I've experienced, all the questions I'd asked, you've cleared away and answered. I am no longer a hopeless romantic. I no longer dream of prince charming, while stuck in my tower. I am just a girl who likes a man that doesn't make things difficult. I like the ease of crawling into bed with you. I like the ease of holding you and being held. I like the ease of sleep. Hours upon hours drift past us in our bubble; Seconds and minutes all relative, they belong to us and they're endless. Our hours of conversation via phone or text make me feel welcome and important. I haven't asked you for anything and yet you've made me believe, that some how somewhere there can be genuine patience, there can be genuine affection, that not everything comes with strings and sticky explainations. I believe things can be easy. That conversations can be meaningful and sometimes completely foolish, but lovely. I believe that quiet isn't bad, and that time apart makes the heart fonder, but time together solidifies that bond. You make me believe that I am completely and utterly sane,and that it was never me, but the way I collided with them. We mesh. We blend together like two prime colors that make something new, we are bright and bold and daring, and I won't ask for more, because this is good.

I left your drawer empty hoping you'll be back to fill it again

soft curvatures
making a finite point
slight hills of silk
all roads leading to the center
her center
her stem, tall, slight and mighty
stand supporting her beautiful petals
she welcomes the sun
with her blossoming
she leans in
never fulfilled
always wanting its warmth

the givers face falls to the west
skies transform
and she is left alone
shivering
standing in the darkness
living
for the next moment
when she will feel the kiss on her petals
of the morning sun

moving on

Since my last post I:

traveled as much as possible
got a job
hated the job
liked the job
worked for peanuts
left the job
enjoyed my family
enjoyed my new job
disovered that there are some very talented artists out there
laughed
cried when i first listened to my aunts favorite bands
left my job
got another job
went out
dated
packed up my life into little boxes
fell in love
got my license
visit an insane number of high schools in nyc
helped kids get into college
buy my first car
laugh
cry for what i've lost
cry for what i've gained
go to jamaica
reunite with old friends


find peace


I'm still healing but i've come a very long way since '08

Its between the nano second that passes between laughs that i falter

It's during the the night that my smile wavers

And its when nobodys watching that I shed the tears that have welled up inside me for so long

Eleven months its been and the world at my feet couldn't do much by try to catch up with me

Eleven months its been and all that's passed means shit to me

Tomorrow, if I walk backwards fast enough could I turn back time?

Almost a month to the day is where I'd be

Hugging them and loving them and begging them not to fly away.

One month to the day...

Tomorrow I set forth to where I would like to have been...

A month to late...

Wishing a happy birthday to a woman that's enitrely too far away

Caras Lindas

on the edge of starvation for hundreds of years and still my beautiful people manage to smile