Have you ever caught yourself thinking about “those moments”. The ones that you want to live over again, the ones you want to forget, the ones you regret, or even those moments you still have no idea of its purpose? Well, I think we all have those whether we like them or not.
Its funny that our mind and heart always revisit those moments at our most vulnerable stage. Whether its late at night, after a emotional event (both good or bad), or the most popular… when we’re under the influence of alcohol.
Even with us being the author to our lives, we tend to still go back to the past chapters trying to put pieces together.
And those moments are what we think about…. Those moments where we can close our eyes and still replay the scene as if we were just there. And even though we cant go back or forget those moments even if we wanted to, heres a toast to those moments
the first encounters
the first thoughts
the countless butterflies
the innocent late night talks
the friendship that was made
the exciting chase
the first date
the first kiss
the moment where you realized you captured the most important person
the honeymoon stage
the drunken texts
the falling asleep next to them
the waking up next to them
the love gained
the little arguments
the big arguments
the taking for granted
the being lied to
the being cheated on
the being caught
the drunken texts…… that you erase
the getting distant
the being strangers
the friendship lost
the love lost
These are all stages we all go through, have gone through or may go through at a point in our lives. These are the emotions we want to relive, or want to forget. These are the actions we may have regretted or the actions we wish we would have taken. These are those moments we sit and think about…
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slay Michael, SLAYYYY!!!
Why ya’ll bring this on my dash?
YOU TRYNA MAKE ME CRY?
This is the best choreography ever.
I took a 7 week coast to coast road trip after being laid off from Boeing. I didn’t have a camper but realized that being able to pull off the road at a rest or truck stop was the way to go to make the trip affordable. With a few sheets of 1/2” plywood and misc. hardware this is what I came up with. The effort was well worth the time and materials.
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When girls go through puberty:
When boys go through puberty:
I want to hug you so tight I feel your pulse in my veins,
Like a ring on your finger,
Or the pillow on which your head lays at night.
I want my impression to linger,
Like the cemented evidence of your love in every word you’ve ever said.
You say you want to die with me,
But in the least creepy way that could possibly
My heart is aching
To touch you in the deepest meaning of the word,
I want to immerse myself in your eyes,
Want to hold you with my gaze, and tight around the waist with my arms.
I love the way you charm me
Into a stupor.
Today, I went into the perfume and squirted the last scent i remember of you on the sleeve of my shirt,
As if the scent of you in the fibers of my shirt
Would retrieve you from where you are.
I can’t deny it,
I love you with every bit of my heart.
Only god knows,
And now you, I suppose,
That my heart beats super fast when we talk,
My palms sweat and I get weak kneed when I walk.
My eyes leak like faucets,
And you hold the skeletons in my closet
Like they’re made of porcelain.
I would sing to you til my voice wore coarse, thin and raspy.
I know I seem to be grasping for straws at this point,
But I miss you that much.
Every bone, every joint in my body.
They ache for you to touch me,
To hold me, to rock me
Back and forth
I could just fall asleep if you’d help me find the source of this anxiety,
And promise to never take that from me.
Cause I think it’s called love.
Please promise you’ll be mine for the moment, cause in reality that’s all we’ve got.
And I promise to give you all I’ve got.
Cause you’re the closest to perfect I’ll ever get and I’m not letting you go this time.
If I were a moth you’d be the lamp light
And I’ll fight like hell to keep you in my life.
That I promise you tonight