#reblogged from hasty words.
Originally posted on Hastywords:
Stood right up next to me
Trying to convince me
I was still part of it
Still romancing it
Still black and white in it
The words slipped past
The silence in between
And you tried to tell me
I was still on your mind
I was still a part of you
I was black and white to you
Your hands started reaching
Originally posted on keithgarrettpoetry:
When you were a child you believed in Santa as he flew across the sky,
He traveled the night bringing presents to children throughout the world.
He lived at a magical place up at the north pole where elves made toys,
Reindeer that flew you thought were real, then listen to this if you believed in Santa.
He created the universe, heaven and…
I don’t love her because I am lonely.
And I didn’t fall in love her to get back at you.
I love her because she has given me
so much of what you could never
give to me. She is giving me happiness
beyond words, gifts, and sentimental
emotions. She is everything that I will
never be, and everything that you
never wanted to try to become.