No one sleeps! No one sleeps!
Even you, oh princess, in your cold room,
look at the stars that tremble with love
and hope!
But my mystery; it is locked in me.
And my name,no one will know!
No, no! On your mouth
I will say it, when the light will shine!
And my kiss will break the silence,
that makes you mine!
His name no one will know...
And we shall have, alas, to die, to die...!
Disperse, o night!
Vanish, oh stars!
Vanish, oh stars!
At daybreak, I will win!
I will win!
I will win!
20180821
20180713
20180712
so we got our marriage license yesterday. i'm beyond excited for this new journey with my best friend.
so many things have happened that i feel like i need an entire day to write them all down. she has jogged my memories, and many of those PTSD-locked memories have come back to me, for better or worse.
my long term memory is on the way back as well.
also, turns out i'm a sex god. who knew?
we make each other feel like a million bucks. she is incredibly giving, in so many ways, that i feel like i've won the lottery. she is truly the one that got away... until now. :)
but anyway, without further adieu:
ajax diner. square books. did she say yes. chicken on a stick. waiting. the ranch. stargazer lilies. genghis grill. purple orchids and chef coats. iphone screens. j.lohr cabernet. iconic. chicken wings and bc powder. goodwill and kroger shopping cart rides. tommy boy. crab legs. all you can eat crab legs. catholic mass. arkabutler scenic route. better off dead (i want my $2). girl nights and face masks. ballerina tea. the hickory ridge mall. austin powers. durchfall. ukuleles and nails. einbildung and psychosomatic. he chose... poorly. brock vs ink. immune booster. my fellow americans. the pancake shop. mississippi corn. sex god and sex goddess. space cowboys. wildebeest hangman. rotisserie chicken. frasier. balls and boobies ultrasounds. zombie washing machine. the bucket list. 1 corinthians 13. west clinic selfies. cracklin oatbran. grown ups. ice cream cones. 5'10" and chocolate chunk. jagerschnitzel. cinnamon fire. crippled inside. banana bread and kerry gold. master jewelers rings on 7/7. the y. hickeys at the y. hickey firsts. weird science. fruity pebbles. vince at lafayettes. ms pacman laundromat. marriage license! verlobter. stand by me. birthday cards and maracas. reddi whip. proposing to my best friend. she said yes!
so many things have happened that i feel like i need an entire day to write them all down. she has jogged my memories, and many of those PTSD-locked memories have come back to me, for better or worse.
my long term memory is on the way back as well.
also, turns out i'm a sex god. who knew?
we make each other feel like a million bucks. she is incredibly giving, in so many ways, that i feel like i've won the lottery. she is truly the one that got away... until now. :)
but anyway, without further adieu:
ajax diner. square books. did she say yes. chicken on a stick. waiting. the ranch. stargazer lilies. genghis grill. purple orchids and chef coats. iphone screens. j.lohr cabernet. iconic. chicken wings and bc powder. goodwill and kroger shopping cart rides. tommy boy. crab legs. all you can eat crab legs. catholic mass. arkabutler scenic route. better off dead (i want my $2). girl nights and face masks. ballerina tea. the hickory ridge mall. austin powers. durchfall. ukuleles and nails. einbildung and psychosomatic. he chose... poorly. brock vs ink. immune booster. my fellow americans. the pancake shop. mississippi corn. sex god and sex goddess. space cowboys. wildebeest hangman. rotisserie chicken. frasier. balls and boobies ultrasounds. zombie washing machine. the bucket list. 1 corinthians 13. west clinic selfies. cracklin oatbran. grown ups. ice cream cones. 5'10" and chocolate chunk. jagerschnitzel. cinnamon fire. crippled inside. banana bread and kerry gold. master jewelers rings on 7/7. the y. hickeys at the y. hickey firsts. weird science. fruity pebbles. vince at lafayettes. ms pacman laundromat. marriage license! verlobter. stand by me. birthday cards and maracas. reddi whip. proposing to my best friend. she said yes!
20180703
20180703
2018, where even the lows are pretty damn high. Asked her to marry me. She said yes. She wants simple. I love her. We do have issues but they’re not warning signs: they’re me throwing off the vestiges of old p. The p of fear is no me.
This makes me want to document some of my 2018 a little better. When it’s going great, I have a tendency to not write. I will work on that.
This makes me want to document some of my 2018 a little better. When it’s going great, I have a tendency to not write. I will work on that.
20180607
20180607
everything is going according to plan.
except for the blurry vision and groin tightness. tomorrow will tell.
current mood. seu jorge covering bowie.
except for the blurry vision and groin tightness. tomorrow will tell.
current mood. seu jorge covering bowie.
20180602
20180601
Kiddo had her first kiss today. That’s kinda awesome, she was so happy. And she told me on the way home from Italian fest. Good times.
20180516
20180516
86 honeydew. Comic book shopping. LEGO builds. Highway stargazing. Anson lights. Traditional German breakfast. Au jus. Brookside blueberry/açaí. Greys Anatomy. Bitch drill. Dr Pepper slurpees. Hollandaise on thick muffins. Double earrings and checkered vans. Closet knee pads. 26 minutes late. I want my data back. View, TX. Teeter totter happiness. Matching railroad photos. Takis party bags. 5am IHOP. Pygmy goats. Teepee time. Flossing at red lobster. Little house of the three amigos. Yum yum sauce. Blind mockingbird. Rolling R’s. Skull head. Green balls at Play Faire. Starbucks and rainstorms. Stay to the right. Tickle laugh. Lavender bath. The happiest man to ever step foot in Abilene.
20180429
20180429
Tears in the clouds are usually rain
But not these tears in these clouds on this day
For second by second, mile by mile
He’s taken further and further away from her smile
His poem a puddle, his screen turned a mess
And nothing to stem it, no one to caress
Sweet nothings have bloomed, he now feels the thorns
The pain of love’s longing, of two hearts being torn
Apart from each other, each moment an age
Wrapped up in the truths of each promise they’d made
- flight 2 -
Yet the tone of this poem, of one left behind
Doesn’t quite match the author’s designs
See the time he had spent, considering love
Only served to remind of him of the one up above
So as far as he flew, as high as he’d get
The Lord looks o’er them both, flying higher yet
Their connection He’d forged long before time
And time cannot threaten what the lord has designed.
But not these tears in these clouds on this day
For second by second, mile by mile
He’s taken further and further away from her smile
His poem a puddle, his screen turned a mess
And nothing to stem it, no one to caress
Sweet nothings have bloomed, he now feels the thorns
The pain of love’s longing, of two hearts being torn
Apart from each other, each moment an age
Wrapped up in the truths of each promise they’d made
- flight 2 -
Yet the tone of this poem, of one left behind
Doesn’t quite match the author’s designs
See the time he had spent, considering love
Only served to remind of him of the one up above
So as far as he flew, as high as he’d get
The Lord looks o’er them both, flying higher yet
Their connection He’d forged long before time
And time cannot threaten what the lord has designed.
20180426
20180426
In an airplane aloft, in seats ever cramped
He ventures along, this brand new man
Horizons of blues and clouds of cream
Brings ever closer the girl of his dreams
They’ve fought through so much, for year after year
Each other they’ve won, a reward sincere
He peers out and on, skies dancing in place
But nothing compares to the lines of her face
They’d waited so long, their patience held true
Forever on “us” would mean me and you.
He ventures along, this brand new man
Horizons of blues and clouds of cream
Brings ever closer the girl of his dreams
They’ve fought through so much, for year after year
Each other they’ve won, a reward sincere
He peers out and on, skies dancing in place
But nothing compares to the lines of her face
They’d waited so long, their patience held true
Forever on “us” would mean me and you.
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20180403
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