Just The Beginning

The ocean caused the fog this morning, limiting visibility to just the houses across the street.

A perfect day to cover my dampened locks with a matching scarf and beanie.

With hot chocolate in hand, I step outside and inhale to start my day.

The aroma of jasmine and strawberries fill my nostrils.

It's an odd combination, but it feels like home.

The feeling awakens my senses more than I imagine coffee could.

A moment of self-awareness makes me realize I'm smiling.

I can already tell that this is going to be a great day!
 

Coffee Shoppe

Red turns to green and we cross paths between the yellow lines

Eyes meet for a split second and I’m swept away to another scene

Enter a coffee shoppe

He’s sitting at a table, philosophy book in hand

With his artsy-fartsy glasses and maintained mess of dark curls.

The kind of guy you can’t help but notice.

He’s not the typical guy I go for, but I’ll have what he’s having

I place my order and sit at an adjacent table facing him

Hoping I might be more appealing than philosophy

Yet his eyes stay glued to the pages

Studying them, like I him.

Left to right, top to bottom

Engrossed.

Interested in what’s inside.

He finally notices I’m noticing

I blush and smile; he smirks, nods, and continues reading

He’s got an insane amount of confidence

And has heart-breaker written all over his pages

He must have spent an hour on his hair alone

And his jeans- perfectly new looking

Have a hole strategically placed on his knee

He probably hasn’t done anything in ages to have caused the rip

Which means he either bought them that way, or cut them himself

It’s a tad bit disgusting; but I can’t resist the attraction

I just want to run my hands thru his hair, and lick his lips like an ice-cream cone

mmmm…

Eh-hem…um, anyways, that was the man I passed just now

He belongs in a quiet coffee shoppe, not on a street causing a helpless woman to day-dream about him being in one.

That’s all.

Silly Boy

You've left your mark

Now, like everyone else I'm attracted to, you leave

making me wonder why I fall for the same idiots every time.

You're just a silly boy, exactly like the others.

Just a boy; I should have known you'd let me down.

Senses Failed

I cry, but tears no longer come

I scream, but my voice is silenced by the memory

I fall apart and my only serenity is sleep…

That is, when the senses calm enough to let me.

I’m hoping to awaken from this nightmare

Yet I am more awake than I’ve ever been, just praying for sleep

And begging for forgiveness and relief

From the memory that I wish was a nightmare

Some day when it is not so fresh

I will sleep; I will regain the tears to cry

And the voice to scream-

But for now, they are gone

And have taken with them my hope, my happiness, my future.

Road Trip

My heart and mind are not connected;

Which leaves my soul under protected.

When my mind says no, my heart smells your scent

And I second guess my better judgment.

When I like, I love, I’ve come to conclusion

Falling for the perfect illusion

Of who I want you to have been

I justified your actions again and again

Til I was so far in the lie I’ve made-up

That I was shocked when I finally woke-up

To see the you I initially knew you were

The you that my mind knew would screw me over

Now I’m left with inerasable memories

Reproducing in my mind like a disease

That I will eternally resent

Cuz I second guessed my better judgment

Plenty of Fish in Your Sea

You’re such a professional with your words straight out of a book

Luring me in til I bite on your quadruple-edged hook

I die to hear your words then bleed to death when I do

You build me up- then tear me down to put me beneath you

Eager to hear you, I jump to the phone with each call

But each time we talk you reel me in just so I can fall

Then when I’m down, you gut me like the fish I’ve become

After tearing out my heart, you stuff me with fluff and again I succumb

I naively believe until I’m stuffed full

Then you place me on your good-for-nothing makeshift mantle

Once gutted and stuffed, this fish is not how you imagined

I’m smaller and weaker from the wounds you’ve opened

So you throw me out and regard me as trash

And set out on your pursuit for a bigger and better catch

Just so you can help me remember how small I really am

You throw bigger fishies into this pond where I alone once swam

Making me realize that I never had a chance from the start

I never had a chance at holding your heart.

Just Enough

At times when you find yourself in a financial bind

Satan will promise you just enough money,

Just enough to buy everything you ever wanted, then leave you in debt

When you want fame, he will promise you just enough time in the spotlight,

Just enough to let the lights blind you

When you then ask for space, he will give you just enough,

Just enough to hide from the world in shame for selling out

When you find yourself fallen and holding on by just your fingertips

Satan will throw you just enough rope,

Just enough to hang yourself with

He will cut you just enough slack,

Just enough to cut yourself with

Just know that whatever he offers you, it will always be just enough,

Just enough to keep you from salvation,

Just enough to keep you from a loving Redeemer,

Who wants you to give up the “just enoughs” that Satan offers

For all the love you need to stand on your own two feet again

All the love you need to accept His love again,

All the love for you to know better next time…

When you need a friend

There will be two that automatically offer themselves

One offers just enough…the other, all you need

Who will you choose?