The Last Thing I Will Ever Write For You...

I want to ask if you're okay. I know that would be a strange question though. It's not my place anymore. When I wake to your glazed over eyes and the kind of yelling only heard at 2 AM I know you are no longer my Leo, and you are not okay. You need to go home. When you finally stumble out across my lawn I find myself wishing you couldve stayed. But you are not mine. I wish someone would turn you right side up. I wish I could have. We tried though didn't we? It's time for you to go away now. Look for what you need elsewhere. Sweet Leo, you were right the first time when you said you wouldn't find it here. But you'll come again won't you? Your compass is broken and this is not where you should be. This time I will be sure listen for the click in the door when I lock it. 

Just Like The Movies. Kind Of.

I’ve always wondered about you. Your black eyes, warm hugs, and your irritatingly loud presence. You’ve become my soft place to land and your energy shifts from your usual escapist nature into a subtle sympathy that I like to think you only have for me when you're needed like this. I’ve always wondered which guy you would be if this were the movies. Maybe your the guy we never expect the girl to fall for until she’s crying over an ex and there you are with wine and movies. There’s something to be said for the guy who is in every scene even after the movie has wrapped. After all the actors have gone home.

Part of learning lessons is to realize that eventually we recover & become better. I always seem to forget that part, until I realize I'm smiling again.

Pretenders

Will we find ourselves or lose ourselves? All I know is we need to go somewhere far away. Or I do. You can come if you want. I know you think I’m cold. I know you know that you’re not the one I want. You’ll come anyway though, I know you. We are not meant for each other. Sometimes I think we are paying old debts to the universe, she put us here together. Sometimes I think we need each other, I could need you. I’ve been warned that our time should’ve been over and to leave you be. I give you a choice but I already know your answer. You will pretend with me until I stop leaving you keys to far away places, even if it’s colder there.