12:15

the time I left Houston
I miss Houston

On the Precipice

And in the end the words won't matter
'Couse in the end tothing stays the same
And in the end dreams just scatter and fall like rain
'Couse all we are we are All we are we are
And every day is a start of something beautiful, something real

I have this feeling things are going to change. I will look back on today and think of what my future would have been like. I just hope the right thing happens and I hope when I look back I think thank God that happened. I think I am ready to FLY!

a best friend

we sat together
laughed together
went on a few adventures
as the sun kissed our faces

we whispered secrets
shared our fears
together the world was brighter

from first crush to heartache
through hope and despair
we still loved each other

a bit of encouragement

"you can't ever get lost - someone has already marked the way" - Jewish Proverb

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us" -Helen Keller

"The love you take is equal to the love you make" - The Beatles

Like Nothing Else

it's like being dizzy when you stand up too quickly
it's like flying
it's like being wrapped in soft blankets and not having to get up
it's like you're weightless
it's like not being afraid to fall because someone will catch you
it's like letting go
it's like the high after a run
it's like a crisp Autumn morning
it's like cold wind whipping around your ears
its like being turned upside down
it's like coming inside after freezing your nose off

its's like everything and nothing else
it's like being in love

have you ever been in love?

a smile flits a cross her face
ammused by the innocence
a memory rushes back

she replies simply
yes

what is it like?

a cascade of emotions
the world spins
she pauses, at a loss for words

the word comes
beautiful...
it's beautiful

A Pattern

a design, a plan
burried in the chaos
hidden from view


the threads of lives intersect
in a colorful ball
the careful eye sees it


a pattern