I Want You To

September 27, 2009

I want you to need me
or hate me.
I want you to love me
or destroy me.
I want you to hear me
or forget me.
I want you to be gone
or be here.

She’s Wearing Green

September 12, 2009

She’s wearing green
just like winter’s death,
and blue
just like the sky,
I know that I could win her back,
but i don’t
want to try.


September 4, 2009

I’ll meet you where the end of the road meets the sky,
and where habits are no longer a way of life,
yet as we drive I realize
they aren’t going by like the trees outside,
days are going by like a revolver
and there’s only so many bullets left.
So, we’ll pass the last road sign sometime Tomorrow,
that big uppercase Tomorrow,
we’ll pass it by with out really reading it
and finally catch the sky
without ever really meeting it.