Jun 18, 2009

Pieces of you

"getting it off my chest" - these words never fit better
Thank you, Mrs. Morisette.



Reborn and shivering - Spat out on new terrain
Unsure unconvincing - This faint and shaky hour

Day one day one start over again - Step one step one I'm barely making sense
for now I'm faking it 'til I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again but this time I as I and not as we

Gun shy and quivering - Timid without a hand
Feign brave with steel intent - little and hardly here

Day one day one start over again - Step one step one with not much making sense
just yet I'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again but this time I as I and not as we

Eyes wet toward wide open frayed
If God's taking bets I pray He wants to lose

Day one day one start over again - Step one step one I'm barely making sense
just yet I'm faking it til I'm pseudo making it
From scratch begin again but this time I as I and not as we



I miss your smell and your style - And your pure abiding way
Miss your approach to life - And your body in my bed
Miss your take on anything - And the music you would play
Miss cracking up and wrestling - Our debriefs at end of day

These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

I miss your neck and your gait - And your sharing what you write
Miss you walking through the front door - Documentaries in your hand
Miss traveling our traveling - And your fun and charming friends
Miss our Big Sur getaways - And you watch you love my dogs

These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

One step one prayer
I soldier on
Stimulating moving on

I miss your warmth and the thought -Of us bringing up our kids
And the part of you that was with your stick-tied handkerchief

These are the things that I miss
These are not times for the weak of heart
These are the days of raw despondence
And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

Jun 8, 2009

when your body talks

play this song while you read


why is it that I can't get you out of my head? you are constantly smiling at me whenever I sit down and close my eyes.
it's almost 3am and I'm sitting on my bed and can't stop thinking of you. I can't sleep. I miss you.

I mean, I miss you. like... I really miss you. I miss everything about you.
I tried to sleep. I really did. But when I went to bed, everything reminded me of you. the smell of your shampoo on my pillow. the new sheets you helped me put on the last time you were here.
the half used candle on the small table next to my bed. everything.

I close my eyes and see your face. I see your smile. You smile when you smile. You smile with your eyes. Oh your eyes. I see your eyes. I see the trust within your eyes.
I go through your hair, comb it with my fingers. I push it out of your beautiful face.
I love to play with your long hair. curl it around my fingers.

I kiss your forehead. not once, not twice. you like what I do, you close your eyes.
I've never kissed someone's eyelids before. yours are so soft. you look so beautiful. so peaceful. so good.

stop giggling, you're ruining it. I don't care if it tickles. your lips are too sweet for me to resist nibbling on them.
I know what you want, but you won't get it. not yet. it's too soon. I'm not done with admiring your lips yet.
soft, small kisses on the corners of your mouth. it's different kissing a smile. it's heaven.

you're heaven.

Jun 6, 2009

Dominik likes

Domi just sent me this saying: "I want him to sing that on our wedding"

uh, yes.


I like it too.

Did...

Did he just propose to me?

skkkkkype at 4 am

[04:07:54] Nic: raheem=baby

[04:08:23] Raheem: and proud of it
[04:08:34] Raheem: *waahh
[04:08:36] Raheem: feed me

[04:09:05] Michelle: *start bottle*

[04:09:15] Nic: oh ok, but can you take 8 inches?

[04:09:27] Lucas: ew, nic. ew

[04:09:37] Michelle: ha ha ha ha ew, indeed

[04:09:42] Raheem: that's all i need to fill me up :D

[04:10:00] Michelle: ok you two get a room LOL

[04:10:10] Lucas: seconded

[04:10:22] Raheem: haha

Jun 4, 2009

Gillette is your friend

haha, I heard that phrase for the first time:

"there you have it, trimming the bush to make the tree look taller."

Jun 3, 2009

He meant well

I got a good advice for you.

if you happen to be a 16 year old and your mom's boyfriend offers to show you how to shave, then... LISTEN TO HIM.

cutting yourself is no fun. and applying aftershave after cutting yourself HURTS LIKE HELL. They shouldn't call it aftershave. They should call it fire in a bottle.

After this experience I strongly believe that using ducttape on your face and ripping your facial hair off would ACTUALLY BE LESS PAINFULL.