Tag Archive | single

1/6/17

1/6/17


Could you be mine? Would you even be mine? Is it even worth it, to try and cross that line? Assume, it could be great. All we both ever wanted. Could we even date? Did we already call it? Spoken like it’s set in stone, Friends is what we agreed on.

1/26/17

1/26/17


What defines classic? Golden plaques and the masses? When they can all sing your song? Do you think it makes you belong? Is it one of it’s own? Or is just like every and any other top-whatever song?

2/13/17

2/13/17


Can’t claim you Fuck, you know that I’d love to Somehow need to thank you For being such an angel Liking me for me, the way it should be Worried that you’ll be fleeing But it’s yet to been seen Stay with me and keep pretending Evening after evening Like this is never-ending Want your […]

1/19/17

1/19/17


Don’t need no lady to drive ME crazy. Alone, it doesn’t faze me. Baddest at their worsts, Got me running even faster, Kicking dirt on the way past her. With one, there’s less room to hurt. Purposefully save face and worth, Hold and grasp to the concept of loving me first.

11/1/16

11/1/16


Yeah, we’re meant to be alone, ultimately. Think about it. As different as we all are, is it possible that there’s one human out there that perfectly fits all the needs of another? Very, very slim chance. Even if that is how it works, what if that one person died years ago? Or they became […]

4/27/16

4/27/16


You left me this way. Single. Prey for the strippers, nurses, groupies, servers, and all my exes You know that I always fall victim. Sick, addicted and twisted. These hormones are killing me. Not even yours, but I’m still pretending. Still acting like she’s you, Still acting like I’m living.

4/11/16

4/11/16


Holy smokes Pipe of the Pope!! Hot as lava, no joke, And that’s just when you’re clothed! Bet big bucks, that when you’re exposed, Behind closed doors, It makes it even harder to say no

4/24/16

4/24/16


Just want that tender touch That caress of a woman’s soft and dainty hands Want to see her painted nails colorize the creases on my skin. Give life to my dead flesh. Warm and alive on the outside, from your embrace. Still cold, calloused and numb inside. Walled up and guarded until I’m convinced this […]

8/25/16

8/25/16


Only meeting more that I’ll eventually have to let go. It feels like such a waste of time, in retrospect. Hours spent pillow-talking. Minutes passed learning each others history. Time together sharing thoughts, hopes, fears and heavy breathing like there just might be some kind of meaning to believe in. Ooooooooh, these women, man. They […]

10/17/16

10/17/16


So one-tracked that the thought that maybe, it could be them, or a mixture of us both, isn’t even a consideration. Clearly such a re-occurance doesn’t take guilt entirely off of my plate-still have to be somewhat at fault. There is no way. I play into it. The deviance. The hedonism. The mistreatment and dismissal […]