The Other Side

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Standing.

Waiting.

spotted on the other side

Hey, could you do me a favor?

Yeah!

a glimpse of beard and a long ponytail

the milk slides down, now within reach

victoria

 I get High without getting High

I get high with you without getting high

No one

 You. You think you’re so cool. 

You think you know everything. Everyone. 

That’s not true. 

So. You just ran away. 

Ran so far you hid in shame. That’s not your name but just the same you hid. 

And all that we’ve ever wanted was your happiness and that is true. 

So don’t say we’re the ones who are haunted. We just want you to come

H O M E home

Please just come back home

S T O P runnin - 

Start healing were you’re home. 

Jūn

 Be the light in my life

Rosy cheeks and deep brown eyes 

Curly hair but not when dry

Hands clasped on your chest. 

You accept me as of yet 

Juxtaposed features that just keep growing 

Running singing dancing throwing

Warrior prince your heart of clay 

Eating taking naps all day

How will I ever let you go? 

Just as the spring and the melted snow

How will you ever even know?

All the love for you just grows 

I’m Back

 Something I’ve been thinking about lately is how creativity and the urge to create hits at different times of your life. 

I used to blog all the time. - Mostly when I was filling a void or a need to express my thoughts. 

Like tonight when my mind is running, and I can’t sleep. 

I started writing again today: just in the notes app in my phone: a lot of really good stuff! I just haven’t determined whether I should share it here or in a different form.