This Just In...

What happens when I get left alone in a coffee shop with my ipod and a piece of scrap paper? This. This is what happens.


I close my eyes and all I see is you.

My mind has your image burned in its resolution

I have gone into a self inflicted isolation without you.

Was there any other solution?

I broke into a million pieces

and sat in my own dust for months

feeling so sorry for myself.

Looking at the pieces and refusing to pick them up.

They aren't all there without you,

there are pieces of me that aren't here.

I put myself back together as best I could.

You would be proud of me for what I did.

I think I have finally rediscovered what makes me human after so long.

It has been so long!

So much time unfeeling

So much time healing.

So much time

silently screaming

All this time I haven't been dreaming.