string theory.

"it's worth more this time."
acting so sure
becoming carelessly forgetful
[ b u t y o u k n o w]
alarms are shouting
buzzing up your spine
wrapping around your mind
re-organizing time
wishing had never even started

becoming carefully aware.

but it's the holidays.

there isn't much thought
that is being put into anything


something is missing

and i know what it is.

there's all kinds of waves.

once you board your boat of dreams
keep rowing.
don't look back towards the shore.
if you're lost at sea,
pick a direction, and go.
if there's a storm,
keep holding on.

all together.

passing with flying colors.
and waving my flag in victory.

cherished:
memories that bleed through fading colours.
they're reminders of why sacrifice is a huge part of life, and that it isn't necessarily something to be viewed in a negative, painful manner.
the connotation of sacrifice is completely in the eyes of the beholder.

a new friend.

into the atmosphere.

these hands have held this
much too tightly
but at last, i've released my grip
and let it fly away
into something i would have never expected
or have seen
and my eyes have glazed over
but this time not with wrong
but with so much right.

h <3