Habits

I said, I wouldn't let old habits get the best of me With a million reasons to let you go I pour whiskey over ice and light a cigarette while answering your call Knowing you're my vice I'd wear your shirt over night unable to give you up All before you show up at my … Continue reading Habits

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Poetry

These days... it feels like I'm begging for you to disappointment me I'm searching for all the clues you've left behind to remind myself, this isn't real With all the reasons to let go, my heart begs for mercy instead Begging for the fleeting moments that'll hurt me, only to turn them into poetry 08.24.18 … Continue reading Poetry

Day 147 Without You

It's hard, when tomorrow is never promised nor should be taken for granted but I can't help but waste away a day hoping tomorrow never comes, for it's another day without you. And, I know, I deserve more. And, I know... if someone wanted to be with you, they would be. It's never that simple … Continue reading Day 147 Without You

Want and Need

I'm aware I don't need you and that I simply want you, I can survive without you. However... the way I spin out of control; crave and demand, yearn and feel pain, unwavering emotions I cannot contain... tells me, you're more than a want, less than a forever need J. Saunders

Mr. Sun

Mr. Sun, I belong to you but I am in love with the moon. I feel your rays of heat and passion, while complaining I am always tired because I stay up during the midnight hours just to see him. I feel the magic and creative energy, writing better poetry during those hours. He is … Continue reading Mr. Sun

Letting Go

I'm having a hard time understanding what we're supposed to be verses what we are. I suppose, I wish we didn't have to let go of the people or things that make us happy. Even if they were here only to teach us a lesson... I am having a hard time understanding, I may have … Continue reading Letting Go

My Words

My words always get me in trouble, in conversation or poetry I’ve never truly been strong with open communication because of this Though my poetry then is more profound... I’ve often mended hearts back together, even if mine was broken   08.24.18 @ 1:38 pm Love Notes, J. Saunders