son vrai qu'ils disent du coeur / fait voler un désir

un juego
i wouldn't
call it disappointment
because this is
exactly what
i expected from you.
i would rather call it
a nuisance.
it is funny
how predictable
people can be.
we are creatures of habit
if anything.
we'll make plans again
some other time
i am sure
and this time
i'll be the one
to not keep them.


a french pseudonym
there is a name
i chose not to say
not because
i have any ill will
but rather because
i want to be careful
that i dont break
any eggshells as i walk
across them.
don't want to jinx
events
that have yet to pass.
so this
is as far as
i'll go with this.
and if there is
a future
i'll save the rest
for then.


To Here Knows When
this sound
makes my heart leap
and want to go out
into the light of the day
and run as far
into the distance
as i can.
this could be the soundtrack
to life
and all the joys it brings.
your words don't need to mean
anything because
your voices
sound so beautiful
already.



when it is ready
it will happen.
when it is ready
will be when
it is needed most.


one is alone
as much as i desire
to be out and among
the night and its denizens
i have grown to enjoy
the simple pleasures of
being at home
and at peace with oneself
at night.
both are wonderful
and equally as needed.
i need to be
in the middle of happenings
as much as i need
time to be utterly alone.
both feed equal
parts of me
in different ways.
heres to the one
that enjoys a night
of quiet solitude.