heartbreak and cigarettes

Tag: poet

  • Learning to let go.

    Learning to let go.

    I’ve had things
    ripped away from me.
    I’ve given things away.
    Some things,
    I’ve lost.
    And in the end,
    it all remains the same:
    I learned to let go.

    “Learning to let go.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Your worth is limitless…

    Your worth is limitless…

    Your worth is
    limitless,
    like a vibrant,
    fragrant
    field of lilacs
    swaying
    back and forth
    winds
    of the
    spring.

    “Your worth is limitless…” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Life expands.

    Life expands.

    Life expands
    as it goes on.
    Opportunities
    open wide
    with experience.

    “Life expands.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • One year.

    One year.

    Even though a year
    has passed, I still
    think of you and
    what we could have been.

    “One year.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Chasing love.

    Chasing love.

    Chasing love is like trying
    to catch your shadow.
    The harder you run,
    the faster it runs from you.
    Stand still, effortlessly still,
    and it’s right at your fingertips.

    “Chasing love.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Relax.

    Relax.

    Relax.
    In just a few months
    (that will feel like
    a few lifetimes),
    You will forget
    that he ever consumed
    the vast majority
    of your thoughts
    and your heart.

    “Relax.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • The city skyline.

    The city skyline.

    The city skyline
    against the sparkling black
    backdrop of the night
    sky reminded me of you
    and the times we spent
    together; days I wish
    we could get back.

    “The city skyline” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Failure

    Failure

    Trying and failing
    is like missing your
    turn in a traffic
    circle: you always
    get another chance
    to ride the circle
    again, loop back around,
    and take the right exit.

    “Failure” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Missing you.

    Missing you.

    I miss you,
    as the sun
    misses the moon,
    as it turns
    from dusk to dawn
    and back again.

    “Missing you.” – sugar and sandalwood

  • Lost.

    Lost.

    Yesterday, I got lost.
    But,
    I didn’t realize it until I
    reached my destination. Somehow,
    I got to where I was going
    without a map —

    my phone died,
    I couldn’t recognize any strangers
    on the sidewalk with faces
    that looked like they knew
    where they were going either.

    But,
    I’m sure they arrived where they’d intended,
    just as I did, and
    I’m sure, like me,
    they’d had no idea
    they were even trying
    to get somewhere
    in the first place,
    or that they were even

    lost.

    “Lost.” – bem