"every single smile and every single tear,

reminders of the moments we shared/

in the instant we were here."

goodbye, my little furry friend.

thanks for listening and annoying me when i needed it.

you will always have a place in my heart.

the people who care will care.

they will sit in silence while you do,

and cast your sadness upon themselves,

because they know how much it hurts.

the people who care won't leave

when things can't be held,

the problems can't be explained,

nor the solutions found.

they will find their own lapse of the world,

one just like your own so that

you don't have to be there by yourself.

the people who care magnify themselves

in the most beautiful way

when they need to;

when you need them to be what you can't be

and do what you can't do.

they will try their hardest to be you,

because only you understand what it is

that keeps you down at times,

to the point where they cry for you

and drift into a quiet stillness as you do the same.

that is why i will never forget the people who care,

and will forever be grateful.

that is why i will care as much as they do.

it's only fair.

thank you.

the incandescent seascape of my own

sleepless city looks sentimental again

in the cold evening before winter sets.

just before i drift back into

this world so little that i call to it so many times,

i soak in the looks of the night

to keep with me while time wanders by.

"hooray for the madness/

we are better by design.

let's hope we never have to/

say goodbye, say goodbye."

as i become more entranced

i see glimpses of my new reflections

and i try to make them better and better every time

i'm no longer waiting for the arrival
of something grand anymore
because i feel it's already here
and now it's up to me
to take it all in,
to once more believe in myself
and the world around me,
so that i can let all this loveliness
be a part of my life and make me better

i know i can

acct.

let us define this time,

by posting every whisper of

inspiration and declaration

through the news in our

lumbering afternoon warmth.

in between when i jump our cities

toward a jumbled romance

(for your record to keep),

i take in transit:

your smile and best embrace,

covering the lesser exhibits

to boast the grandeur of

something new and blissfully open.

just because i haven't really done anything here in a while

and i added this to my running playlist on my shuffle

and it's a pretty cool song

kind of makes me miss home

ha

"the good old days - the libertines"