10/29/2013

in his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars

F. Scott Fitzgerald 
The Great Gatsby

10/23/2013

tonight i rolled the windows down even though it was freezing 
and i turned the radio up 
and i let the cold air whip my hair around 
i smiled because it's winter and i'm not even sad 

10/22/2013

maybe you don't see people looking at you 
because you aren't looking at them 

maybe you don't hear all the good things people say about you 
because you're too focused on the bad 

maybe you're a lot more wonderful, beautiful and special than you ever give yourself credit for 

- unknown 

10/21/2013

missing the atlantic 

10/12/2013

2:36 AM

2 am is for the poets who 
can't sleep because their 
minds are alive with words 
for someone who's not there 


for the alcoholics drinking 
themselves into amnesia to 
forget someone who left 


2 am is not for the lovers 
asleep in each other's arms 


it is for the lonely, the ones 
who are in love with the 
loved but are not loved in 
return 


l.s.