When I See You09/01/09When I See You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every time I see you,
My heart feels like a torn paper wing.
Not that I want to,
But it's always so unexpected for me not to.
I try to deny the feeling at first,
To walk the days waiting for more.
Imagining the cute puffiness of your eyes,
Tasting the happiness in your smile.
But soon I realized you've never broken my wings,
And that feeling is more beautiful than all the beautiful things...
So I know I will never have enough,
Of simply seeing you again and again.
A Dream within a DreamRyan begins with his bedtime routine: donning pajamas, brushing teeth, combing hair, setting alarms, and finally inserting himself between the nondescript grey sheets that Alix bought him when she helped redecorate his apartment. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabs his pen, lifts the steno pad onto his lap, and flips open the cheap black cover to the first available page. It doesn't take him long to find one; he's only been using it for a couple of weeks.A Dream within a Dream4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For a moment, he simply stares at the page with the tip of his pen poised breathlessly above it, allowing his mind time to process the empty lines of faint blue ink. Sighing, he begins to write:
February 29th, 2008. I still think it's weird and a little emasculating to write in this thing, but I guess it helps. Alix says it does, anyway. And she's the resident expert, isn't she? Went to Theo's Java House again today, mint chocolate cappuccinos over Macbeth. She likes to read the parts out loud in different voices, especially t