Notes From College

I’m watching the color come back from a rooftop miles away.

Things that are uncertain are the only things holding me back.

The sky is bright red and the air smells like the run down buildings I see all around.

I wonder what it takes to get me out of here and into a place where I feel joy.

All these books and filled journals and I still can’t muster up anything that resembles a smile.

The tea in the pot is cold and my bed is empty. I’ll watch the planes write hieroglyphics in the sky as the sun hides from the night.

I feel like Monday morning, and I have for so long. I’m restless and hungry and waiting to be inspired.

And like a cold rush of wind to my bare face it hits me, and wakes me up. Waiting only leads to more waiting and that this time that is wasted will never be returned.

For me, I’ve only squandered a few moments but less fortunate ones have seen their years dwindle to months and their months to days and their days to hours.

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I saw a picture of a place that I’d never been.
I began writing down word after word and it led me to you.

There are beautiful landscapes, sunrises and coastlines, and then there is you.

You’re the person I’ve never known, you’re far off in the distance and traveling too fast for me to catch.

You’re home is the horizon and you know the suns name. You’ve been everywhere and you’re still searching for something worth settling on.

You’re shamelessly reclusive and helplessly alone and I’ll never know you.

I’ll be here in a grey city where the sky cries more than it smiles. I’ll be happy knowing I’m that I’m lost like you but not too delusional to see it.

I know a place where the walk is overrun by weeds and the buildings are replaced by towering trees. The hum of the city is lost in the gusts of wind. Streetlights are stars and roadways are rushing rivers. I’ve found a place to make peace.

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It’s late again and only a candle lights your room.

I’m far from where I should be but with you I’m beginning to make the right choices.

This room is filled with passion and trust. Your head is understanding and your heart is warm.

I’ll tell you things that I’m ashamed of and share with your ears embarrassing stories. Your laugh is brilliant and your smile marvelous.

Now I’m lost between words.

I’ve become myself in this room, free of any worry or anxiety. My problems lie with my jacket on your floor.

Music plays I can hear you faintly singing every word. This is my favorite song.

When you need to get away…

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Boats and Birds | Gregory and the Hawk

If you be my star, I’ll be your sky;
You can hide underneath me and come out at night.
When I turn jet black and you show off your light,
I live to let you shine.

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