Hello Stranger

Hello stranger,
And by stranger I mean,
How are you man in my dreams?
Dreams, but is this my living
nightmare?
Is this my living nightmare
because where are you?
And I guess by where are you,
I mean,
Where is she?
But I guess I'm just asking,
how much space inside of you
is she taking up?
Or,
Is there any space left for me?
Space left for me, or am I
just something long forgotten,
that you'll find one day, dust off,
and put back on the shelf.
Just like new.
Space left for me, but what I
really mean is,
You seep so down inside me,
that everyday the streets
are rainy.
People spend most their days
inside.
And they're slowly forgetting what
sunshine feels like.
Sunshine feels like or there
haven't been any bright days
since you've been gone.
No bright days like is life,
slowly leaving my body.
Leaving my body, like could
you take up more space.
Space like I miss you.
I miss you like please
come home soon.
Come home soon
really meaning hello stranger.

One We Haven't Seen In Awhile

Sailor got behind the wheel of her car as Mason sat down in the seat beside her, placed his hand on her thigh. "Sailor, I had a lovely time with you tonight." Sailor placed her hand on top of his and squeezed as she focused on the road so she didn't cry at how lovely all of this was. They arrived at Mason's house and after giving his mom a recap of their night, made their way upstairs. Mase turned around to look at her and she laughed nervously. "Sails," he started tucking a curl behind her ear, "you are so much." Sailor did the only thing she could think to do in the moment and reached up to meet his mouth with hers. It was a kiss that had been years in the making and Mason reached behind her to start to unzip. her dress. Sailor turned around to give him a better angle and as her black gown fell to the floor Mason leaned down and kissed her shoulder. She turned around and began to undress him as he kissed her. They both fell into the bed. As Mason laid on top of her, ready to enter her, he paused a moment to look into Sailor's eyes. "I love you," she whispered as Mason entered her.

Some Moments Don’t Have to End

Take me with you
Get me so high
So high
That coming down will never be an option
Whisper millions of secrets in my ear
Tell me things I didn’t know for hours
and hours
Read to me til I fall asleep just so I
can hear your voice
Put on our favorite movies
Watch us laugh moment after moment
Until the sun goes down
We'll watch the stars
drift about their business
While we enjoy ours
Lay me down
And fill me with your hopes and dreams
Watch me give you a life
You can never recover from

Kinda Like a Dozen but More and With Budweiser

What would it take,
to make you come back home?
What about dozens of roses,
left outside your door?
A dozen for,
every time I had the chance
to tell you I loved you and didn’t take it.
A dozen for,
every time I didn’t lay with you for just
five more minutes.
A dozen for,
every time I didn’t hold you
as hard as I should have.
A dozen for,
every space inside my heart you
take up.
A dozen for,
every conversation,
that should’ve lasted longer.
Every word I should’ve said,
but didn’t,
for fear they weren’t good enough.
A dozen for every moment
I felt completely at peace,
surrounded by your presence.
A dozen for every word
you inspired right out of me.
Dozens for,
every time a look in your eyes
stopped me dead in my tracks.
Dozens for,
every day we have spent apart
and you entered my head.
And eventually,
there’d be so many roses,
you could never possibly
smell them all.
And there’d be so many,
they could make a path,
that could lead you
right to my front door.