Thursday, February 25, 2016

i miss you

As a kid I used to walk these paths
Over and over
Pretending I was on a tight rope
Pretending that if I fell off I wouldn't survive
I'd jump from rail to rail and follow the tracks all over town
Over brides
Through the back roads..
Im staring at the memories and I can't help but see you
I see those blue eyes
I see a single tear
But not for you.. For us
You look at me with a second of hesitation
But the train was too close
It took you away before the barefoot girl could catch you
I feel myself lurch forward
But my knees buckle and bring me to the ground
My eyes won't meet the gaze of those around me
My hands grasp my sides as if to force the air back into me
My gaze inches upward to see what's left
The tracks are abandoned yet showered in sunlight
Through my tears I see a glimpse of where you stood
I see all those who love you holding each other
Holding me
The air is filled with character and love
That which you gave us
I look down at what I imagined to be despair
Below me were flowers that filled the cracks and stars that shone with hope
I stare at the infinite vanishing point
There's a light
Its your light, it fills my empty chest
And never stops shining..


Rest in peace, my friend..
Rest in peace, Terik

I'll never forget your smile
Or your laugh
Or your love
Thank you for letting me be a part of your adventure in this life
And thank you for being a part of mine ❤

Sincerely and with love,

AndraLee ❤

Monday, February 8, 2016

I'm listening

You told me I shouldn't trust you
But I did
And maybe red dresses were meant to remain in the department store and not to be admired
But I wore it
There are memories that will never be shared and silences "sorry" could never fill
And I would know.

My tongue is twisted and my eyes are dry
My pen is out if ink and my heart, completely wasted
Country-sides were made for hand holds and tight squeezes
But busses were not made for short lived love and little admittance

P.s. I got my heart back, and it doesn't even recognize your name.




~JQP

Monday, February 1, 2016

Red bandanas and 2am

I thought that 11:11 was always used on crushes  until I started using all of them on you
You're my sleepless nights and tear stained pillow case and every broken prayer and hope

Darling I hate goodbyes and I never want you to be one

Goodbye is too permanent
I couldn't breathe knowing I'd never see you again
That I'd never hear your voice again
That the next time I'd see your name would be written in stone surrounded by tears and in the morning grass

Darling your fight against hopelessness has been the one I've never stopped praying for
Never stopped thinking of
Darling I'll never stop believing in you.

I'll never stop loving you


And when you send me off
And think to say goodbye..
Please just promise me it won't be permanent
That august 10th will be inked into your heart
So your blood won't stop pumping because it has someone to live for...even if it isn't yourself.

And darling if you would--

Promise you'll never be a goodbye

~jqp

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Excuse me, Sir

Tuesday morning and I see you
News paper in hand and a booth seat near the bar
Dress pants and a button up and a smile

A smile

Sir, may I ask what your reading?
Headlines are sad and broken and people are hurting and killing and lying
Sir, may I ask why you're smiling?

Tuesday mornings I see you
News paper in hand and a booth seat near the bar
Dress pants and a button up and a smile

Sir, I know why you're smiling.
Sir, please never stop smiling.

~jqp