I Won't (Thoughts from the Highway)

A wise woman once sang...

"...don't give up on love, because..what I did to you..."

...so I won't.

6/27/10 @ 5:13 P.M.

Block

The urge to say something...to write has been evident for months on end. It's there, even if it seems to be infrequent and sparse. Even with the desire burning to speak, nothing comes out, but it doesn't mean I'm speaking lies or my feelings are a farce.

It just...has to feel right...pure...regardless of what day it is, or the hands on the clock. Until that time comes, speech will remain erratic, as more attempts are made to get around this block.

6/26/10 @ 2:36 A.M.

Photo courtesy of Scripted Libations

Brief

Although my verbal and physical exude positivity from every part of my soul, some of the writings present would lead one to believe I'm the opposite of this particular role.

To be honest, when it comes to matters of the heart, they're simply easier to express, even as the risk of vulnerability and lookin' weak. Yet, I know image isn't everything, and since that's the case, the balance remains intact that took forever to seek.

6/22/10 @ 5:23 A.M.

Goodbye

1. a parting; a farewell.

In every encounter you have, two things are certain: there's a beginning, and there's an end. It's as sure as anything in the world. Some endings end peacefully, while others make your blood boil and your toes curl, but the thing is...they end. That's just the way things go, no matter the person or their name...and when it happens, regardless of how parties feel, the only thing you can do is charge it to the game.

But some endings, conclusions...the culmination of events can be tough to digest and hard to accept. You express yourself to levels you didn't know you had, until there's literally nothing left...and when you realize the other party seemingly didn't feel how you did, it's hard to swallow. Yet, when the pure and total truth finally comes out, it makes it easy for your mind to move on, and your heart to follow.

There's never been a time when things have been more clear, when peace-of-mind was so near, shining, with no need to cover your eyes with a hand and peer. Realizing that this is officially over is bittersweet, but it allows this book to have a proper ending; one fitted with the truth and free of a lie. It allows it to be put in a box, and for it to end with one last word...goodbye.

6/9/10 @ 2:30 A.M.
Photo by Clifton Henri