he must become greater
i must become less
he must become greater
i must become less

really bad

christmas is coming up soon
your birthday is coming too.
before they both arrive, however
thanksgiving will have to do.

i plan to see you next monday
but know that i guess you don't.
this poem sucks so i will stop
and start again with another poem that doesn't suck.

alright

i've had this song in my head since early this morning
or was it late last night? i can't recall.
i just know that it's been pressing my heart
to say not what's on my mind, but to say it all.

i always thought i knew you so ever so well
and i could make my decisions with you in mind.
i never really knew what love meant until
i saw it exhibited, until what you gave was mine.

but know this, nina, i'll never stray from your side.
you need someone to hold, i'll be there tonight
just listen to my voice and block out the rest
and i swear we'll end up alright.

you've had troubles, and you're not perfect
and we've upset each other quite a bit
there's times when I think you lie to me,
when we could both be called 'hypocrite'.

i've made my mistakes, actually more than my share.
and i've hurt you so much i can't understand
why you come back and give me that disguised gift
when i know i'm not yet your man.

so know this, nina, as long as i live and i breathe
if you need someone to hold i'll be at your side.
just give me a call and i'll be there to tell you
that i swear we'll end up alright.

stolen

ohmygodthishurtslikehell
aheartsobigitateitself

college life

i was surfing the web with aplomb
but it didn't shelter me from
things i hadn't
necessarily wanted to see.

pictures and letters and worse
show your recovery period was terse
and single now it seems
you're ready to be.

alcohol and asian glow
are well documented, you know
when there's an amateur photographer
at every f--king party.

admonishment straight from the gun
although it seemed i was the only one
that had recieved from you
that luxurious privy.

i don't know what happened to you
i just know that it's not what i'd do
if i had the choice, the
decision of what you would see.

things you don't want me to know
are well documented, you know
when there's someone absorbing secrets
at every fucking party.