Sometimes I Think of Losing You

Sometimes I Think of Losing You

An Open Letter to You. 

I could never be convinced to love you. I know this is probably not what you want to hear and you may not buy it, but this is reality. If I spent all of my leisure time lying to myself I would still not be able to make this one true. I am honestly unsure and deeply confused about what the rest of the world thinks they see in you. . . .

The Jolly Giant: A Short Story

The Jolly Giant: A Short Story

His eyes wandered to the ride next the one he was about to get on. He noted the spinning, the turning, the screaming…at least he wasn’t getting on that one. He shook his head in an attempt to block the thoughts entering his head and looked down at Sa—. She was looking at him, a slight smile on her lips.
“Just don’t think about it,” she said. “Just look at me.”
He wanted to. His eyes rested on her face and he began to calm down. And then the ride began to stop…and he realized that he’d have to get on pretty soon. 

Upon Your Return

Upon Your Return

October 10th, Letter 1: You're Coming Back

Kanye compared people to seasons; beautiful and fleeting. He might be right but I can't be sure. The Equinox has come and gone three times since I last saw you, and now that you're on your way back I can't help but wonder: what was the season in our case? Was it your leaving or our time together? Something was only temporary, it can't be both.    

When I First Saw You

When I First Saw You

June 30, Letter 1: Love at First Sight

Hot, sticky and poorly ventilated City buses are no place to find love, or a comfortable seat to nap in. The Summer was particularly bad, the heat would help the aroma of body odor to hang there, lingering in my noseBecause I worked so much I was always tired and afraid to get too comfortable. During one of my bouts fighting off sleep, you walked on to the bus