pleasefindthis: the world is better backwards

I never saw you again. You slammed the door as you came in. We yelled at each other about something that just shouldn't fucking matter but for some reason, it does. It happened. We spoke softly. We were in bed. I told you
"I love you."
You said the same. We went to movies and parties and friends and ate and drank and made love.
It all ended with my eyes meeting yours for the first time and the sudden, extreme  feeling of expectation.
And now, how can I miss what has never existed.

pleasefindthis: The first time we met

It's when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know "This is love."
And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture.
But people change. People aren't pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.

Pleasefindthis: The books never written

Dragons, angels, gnomes, creatures beneath the earth that make words with hammers, a shooting star that shoots back, rain falling from the ground to the sky, bars that refuse to serve dwarfs or wanderers, a fountain that makes you young (and lonely) while those around you grow old, saplings that know everything, a sea made of tears from every lover who never loved, a silver boat with a sail made of pages from all the books that were never written.
All my dreams are beatiful. But none as beautiful as you. You are the reason I return here each morning.

Pleasefindthis: The metronome tree

Forget about your lists and do what you can because that's all you can do. Phone up the people you miss and tell them you love them. Hug those close to you as hard as you can. Because you are always only a drunk driver's stupidity, a nervous shopkeeper's mistake, a doctor's best attempts and an old age away from forever.

pleasefindthis: The flowers of 3753 cruithne

Truly great people were once called weird so that today, you aren't called anything.

pleasefindthis: The wood in the trees

You constantly look for a sign and when it's given to you and you don't like the answer, you call it a coincidence. There are no coincidences.

pleasefindthis: The rose is not always a rose

You can be in love and you can be in a relationship. But they're not always the same thing.

pleasefindthis: The water flows uphill

The heart is a muscle like any other and the best exercise you can do for it is called picking yourself up off the floor.

Pleasefindthis: The truth behind glass mountains

This isn't torture.
Torture happens in small, dark rooms in countries with names you struggle to spell.
This is just mildly unpleasant.
This isn't heroism.
Heroism happens in churches that are also schools, performed by teachers with no names and no place to stay.
This is just a good deed for the day.
This isn't loss.
Loss happens on fields with poppies, in hospitals buzzing with flies, in distant deserts and late at night when there's no good reason for the phone to ring.
This is just longing.
This isn't important.
Important happens on bended knees and is breathed on last breaths with hands clutched tight, hearts tighter.
This is just a distraction.

pleasefindthis: The static on the line

Don't talk to me like you know me.
Talk to me like you love me.

pleasefindthis: The lack of postcards

I know you're not here, I can see it in your eyes when we talk. 
Where ever you are, come back soon.

pleasefindthis: The time it takes to fall

So if all we have is that glance in the window. If all we have is
till this train stops. If all we have is till the sun comes up, till
your lift picks you up. And if all we have is till the day I die.

I’m ok with what we have.

Pleasefindthis: The song across wires

I'm a picture without a frame.
A poem without a rhyme.
A car with three wheels.
A sun without a fire.
I am a gun without bullets.
I am the truth without someone to hear it.
I am a feeling without someone to feel it.
This is who I am. A mess without you.
Something beautiful with you.

Pleasefindthis: The rules of engagement

All persons entering a heart do so at their own risk. Management can and will be held responsible for any loss, theft, ambition or personal injury. Please take care of your belongings. Please take care of the way you look at me. No roller skating, kissing, smoking, fingers through hair, 3 am phone calls, stained letters, littering, unfeeling feelings, a smell left on a pillow, doors slammed, lyrics whispered, or loitering. Thank you.

pleasefindthis: The Ghost Train

And if you can't say yes, answer anyway.
Because I'd rather live with the answer than die with the question.

pleasefindthis: The people we could be

Being gifted doesn't mean you've been given something.
It means, you have something to give.

pleasefindthis: The Bibliography of Strings

And you taught me what this feels like.
And then how it feels to lose it.
And you showed me who I wanted.
And then who I wasn't.
And you ticked every box.
And then drew a line.
And you weren't mine to begin with.
And then not to end with.
And you looked like everything I wanted.
And then became sonething I hated.
And you get thought of every day.
And then not in a good way.
And you let me leave.
And then wish I'd stayed.
And you almost killed me. 
But I didn't die.