Sunday, August 11, 2013

First thought

Some day
When he was the first thought
On my mind every morning
I wanted to be his first thought

Today
You are not the first thought on my mind.
Because I know I am in yours

I fall into this knowledge
Like into an extra fluffy bed
And wake up in oblivion

Is it fair?

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Badge of honor

You weigh your honor like a suite of armor. You think it protects you, but all it does is weigh you down
- a game of thrones

How true,
And reminds me of those who
For their (undoubtedly) good deeds
Expect to be rewarded by the world
Feel entitled to respect

And are bitter
When fate treats them
Just the same as everyone else
And people
Treat them no better than
Indifferent strangers

I wish

We could sit for hours
With our feet dipped in a river
And sing songs as we listen to the water