Anxiety Attacks

You make me nervous like something I've never felt before. I don't know whether to stay or go or hit the floor.

Warmth

I was so nervous. Unbelievably nervous to come home. To see you. Sick to my stomach and lose my hair nervous. But I came, and I did see you. It was like the last piece of a puzzle falling in to place.

I don't know how much you know, and I don't know how much I can tell you, but I will love you for a long time yet.

The Fire Within

I don't know how to tell you that I miss you. That inside my heart is a fiery hell, with burning fingers clawing every time I close my eyes. Searching, grasping, chilled air slipping through the spaces. It's a hot rage, consuming. Consuming thoughts. Consuming time. Consuming my mind. It's a daily battle. I fight through it every day. I challenge the furnace inside. And yet, I lose. I'm fighting for you but I can't win.

I don't know how to tell you that I miss you. But I do.

Recording

Something to record my thoughts, my days.

A diary fit for a queen.

Comforts

It's a little weird, but everyone has their own.
I miss my bathtub. I miss Fuzzy Peaches. I miss my PS3.
It's not the same when you can't relax.

Color My Life

Some days I wake up a little tired. Some days I wake up a little cold.
Some days I wake up from a dream and I'm lonely, tired, and old.

Hamartia

Only fatal love lasts forever.

The Fault Is In Our Stars

There is something inexplicably beautiful about reacting to real life.

Birdy

Flying is fun.

Airports are not.