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One Nice Bug Per Day
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i somehow find myself frozen in time
between months
pulled and pushed
between a rock and rock bottom
always convinced
life is happening somewhere else
it was different than i had imagined
but all of a sudden, i couldn’t hear, see, imagine it in any other way
because i am reminded of your soft smile and warm jet blue eyes
the way you run your fingers down the side of your face when you feel red
or only want enough milk in your coffee for it to be “slightly less black”
and the way your hand covers half my face
and ask me what i am like when i’m mad
and how i take my coffee
and what books i still want to read this year
and if it’s okay if we go have dinner with your mom
i ask if the picture lived up to the expectation
you roll your eyes and say you have yet to wake up
i kiss the space between your neck and collarbone
how did we get here
am i making pictures in my head or is my heart playing tricks on me again
i feel your eyes on me when you reach for my hand pulling me up through the clock tower
we look over the city, dusted and covered in a thin sheet of white
you point in different directions and places in space
sharing stories and moments in time
why did we have to meet now
the night sets in and the wind pulls us closer to each other
i forget what time we came up
but remember not wanting to be anywhere else
You smiled to me and I thought: Damn, I’m fucking in love with you.
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someone once famously said that lights will guide you home
and that time fixes everything
but i don’t believe that to be true -
in fact lights are sometimes dimmed, or shaded, or blown out, hidden from the fast lane of people rushing to get no where and back again in time for dinner
some lights only respond to the sound of a clap
so why are we looking everywhere for a switch
time doesn’t heal or fix everything
you need patience and trust and resilience to outlive and outshine whatever it is that time is also trying to heal
you need to be willing to work on parts of you, parts that you may not necessarily want light to see
and im not talking about those smile lines or your inability to reach your toes all the time or the softness around your belly
use light and use time
remember where you left your confidence and keys and ability to make people feel
because that, that will guide you home
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10:54 am
at my desk, work. i am aware of how fleeting a personality i have. how quickly i become obsessed, over a project. a place, a thing. how just as quickly, it is done. how after i have sucked all the marrow from its bone; it is always time to move on. perhaps it is a thing of commitment. maybe this is what fear looks like.