I'm recording him as he helps her take her first steps. And I'm making dinner while he's teaching him how to play ball. And he sits by the piano every evening to hear me play the music I've spent all day writing for him. And I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world because… Continue reading The Kind of Life I Want to Live.
I do I do this a thousand times I never fail to make you cry I don't know why I'm sorry But you always forgive somehow I never fail to let you down I'm breathing while You're drowning I know you want this to work But darling you are aching So let us stop pretending… Continue reading Gone, Gone, Gone.
There goes August; gone with the wind. But August, "...if you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?" Well, I don't know about you, but I'm gong to indulge in the last bits and pieces of summer September has to offer. In short, August was stunning. I went to two concerts (The Fray at… Continue reading Day 243 of 365
It's August and the ball is STILL rolling. I don't think I've ever had a year this productive before. Well, not since my junior year of high school, but 2018 easily surpasses 2016, by far. All this year has been is nonstop. In fact, why not do a quick recap, shall we? January: After three… Continue reading Day 220 0f 365
What? June's already over?? JU----LYING!!! (Yes I know I'm late...bear with me.) Wow, where to start? I've already done so much; I've traveled, written music, and procrastinated over school, what more is there to say? I'm happy. I'm so undeniably happy and I never get tired of saying that. This year has been something absolutely wonderful. I… Continue reading Day 205 of 365
I feel the hot breeze of summer's air. I smell the fresh baked cookies we'll one day share. I hear the leaves on trees with our names on its bark. But I see the ending to something that never had a fair chance to start.
I’m just waiting for the day when he tells me, “I don’t want you anymore.” I expect it by now, how could I ever be this happy and it be real? I’m fooling myself, I could never be this happy, could I? But I love him. I loved him the day I met him because… Continue reading Him.