“I HOLD
If I could have had
him,
I could have let
him
go.
But without
the having
there was
nothing—
so to the nothing
I
hold.”
―
If I could have had
him,
I could have let
him
go.
But without
the having
there was
nothing—
so to the nothing
I
hold.”
―
“MY MOON
I'll always wonder what time it is there; if you're dreaming, or awake. My moon is your sun; my darkness, your light.
I'm in the future, you'd jokingly say.
And I know where you are, because I'm watching you from the past.”
―
I'll always wonder what time it is there; if you're dreaming, or awake. My moon is your sun; my darkness, your light.
I'm in the future, you'd jokingly say.
And I know where you are, because I'm watching you from the past.”
―
“7am
They said that I’d forget you,
and I knew it wasn’t true.
But sometimes I wake up now,
and my heart’s no longer blue.
I press the Keurig button,
dancing across the room—
Sometimes it’s nearly seven,
before I’ve thought of you.
And though we sleep together,
all night side by side,
one day I’ll have my coffee
without you in my mind.”
―
They said that I’d forget you,
and I knew it wasn’t true.
But sometimes I wake up now,
and my heart’s no longer blue.
I press the Keurig button,
dancing across the room—
Sometimes it’s nearly seven,
before I’ve thought of you.
And though we sleep together,
all night side by side,
one day I’ll have my coffee
without you in my mind.”
―
“There are two questions a man must ask himself: The first is 'Where am I going?' and the second is 'Who will go with me?'
If you ever get these questions in the wrong order you are in trouble.”
― Fire in the Belly: On Being a Man
If you ever get these questions in the wrong order you are in trouble.”
― Fire in the Belly: On Being a Man
“A POCKET-SIZED GIRL
He keeps me in his pocket
for a rainy day;
he swears I'm not an object
as he yo-yo's me away.
A friend is what we'll call it,
but my friend, he does not know,
each time it rains I love him—
so to his pocket, I must go.
He thinks he's being clever,
but I am not a fool;
his love ain't worth a penny,
so to my heart I must be cruel.”
―
He keeps me in his pocket
for a rainy day;
he swears I'm not an object
as he yo-yo's me away.
A friend is what we'll call it,
but my friend, he does not know,
each time it rains I love him—
so to his pocket, I must go.
He thinks he's being clever,
but I am not a fool;
his love ain't worth a penny,
so to my heart I must be cruel.”
―
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