3/29/15

caledonia.




miles and miles stand between us but it feels like you are always next to me and I can’t stand how much I love that. I sometimes forget how much time we spent together but it all comes back the instant I see your face.  In the little things, really. The number 239. Dog parks. Honey roasted turkey. Its fucking blasphemous, really. You’re everywhere. My entire atmosphere revolves around you. Everything I do. All I want is to tell you about my day. Share with you. Laugh with you. Lay with you. My stomach turns when I think about holding you. But in a good way. I sit uncomfortably on a bus that slowly drives twelve hours to get to where you are so I can be there for a few before I have to leave you yet again. It’s so unfair. But I must believe it’s helping us grow. At least that’s what I tell myself to feel better about the distance. I think we both need to grow. And learn. And adapt. And mature. God damn I love you so much I feel like I will never be able to get over you. I will never be able to choose somebody over you. You will always be first. You will always be mine. Every song that I sing every show I perform you are the only one I want to watch. 

it’s a different kind of love though. I’ve felt love before. This is eternal. It will never fade it will never go away no matter how hard I try. I love you too much. Even when I don’t romantically love you, I love you.


i love everything about you so much that at times I hate you. I hear you everywhere. In well written lyrics that I find. during a love scene in the new television series I started last week. In the lavender hand soap I know you would enjoy tasting on my skin. In the new recipe my mother sent me I wish I could make with you. I wish I could see you. I wish I could go back. I wish I could go forward. 

every time I leave you the tears just seem to flow. uncontrollably. I don't think you really understand it, you think it's me "being sad." but sad isn't the greatest word to describe it. I wish I could pinpoint the feeling but I can't. All i know is tears stream down my face  and they will. not. stop. and every time i see you you look so damn good i want no one else to look at you. it's like every time we leave each other we fall back harder and deeper and stronger. bittersweet. I have a strong feeling we will be dancing this dance for the rest of our lives.