on pause

wipe the care
away from your thoughts
as easy as you brush
the hair from your forehead

walk strong knowing
that love is growing
elsewhere

too far?
probably
but distance has always
been your friend

don't pretend
she's there for you

on pause
the claws await

(fate)

a supposing of the last letter from Richard Burton to his love Elizabeth Taylor

Dear Elizabeth,

You are my blood
You are my glory

You make me furious

with your meandering ways

You child

You woman

You lady 

You whore

You wonderful you

Who said Hollywood

was only for the 

mediocre?

It's for the stars

who loved

and died

....searching for 

the perfect one

I have that perfect one

You

Damn what's left of me

not strong enough to pursue

what you are

Damn what's left of you
not loyal enough to stay
where you belong

Damn the world
for making us such a
spectacle

How long must they follow
the promise of our passion
as it cries out
to the sun?

Damn everyone but you and I

My Heart,

Richard

undone

when you don't
see the point

after all the
explanations

when you don't
hear my words

after all the
declarations

there's nothing
for me to do

but say
good night
to you

and worry about
a better to-morrow

(sleep)

reflection

please see
the smile
in my sad
the same way
i see
the care
in your anger

with love

(mostly)

implore

let's stumble on
a thousand words

to get to the ones
we want

let's glare through
a thousand eyes

to see the ones
that haunt

let's give up
a thousand times

to find the path
that's best

let's gloss over
a thousand ways

to forget our happiness

too deep felt
to leave behind

(mind)

audio version: https://soundcloud.com/jamison99/implore

reality

you think about
how it feels

easy and free
between you and
he

and you're lulled into
a sense
of what it could be

on pause
for a-while

but
if he wanted
to be with you
then he'd be
with you

simple as that

i hate to break it
to you

i hate to be
the wise one
in this scenario

but there you go

alone
with his shadow
before you

dragging
just behind
your thoughts

let go
and be gone
or stay
and be away

there is no
in between

(real)

end

all the signs
are there

if you choose
to read them

all the times
you care

are lessening

all the clues
are near

if you choose
to follow them

all the times
you care

while she's crying

the distance
ain't more
than miles stretched apart

holding your heart
hostage from
the loving

the days
ain't more
than time going by

keeping your eye
away from
the sighting

of what she was
when you cared

when the moment was there
long ago
when the promise
was new

and everything mattered
and nothing could keep
you away

(betray)

text world

did you know
i set a ringtone
just for you
my dear

that chimes
every time you send
a message
to me?

did you know
i hold my phone
close to my heart
my dear

every time you send
a thought
my way?

(most unmanly)

did you know
that sometimes
my soul
my dear

it sings
every time you give me
a text
to read?

you'll never know
the way
you touch me
my dear

with every wink and smile

it makes the miles
between is

seems like minutes

oh may the hours
fly by

until we meet
eye to eye
again

:-)

being the one

it's important to me
to be the one
to dry your tears

it's important to me
to be the one
to calm your fears

i want to reassure you
in the shadows
and guide you through
all the narrows

and keep you smiling
towards the sun

even when the rain
surrounds us
even when the wind
overpowers us

i want it to be
you and me

as one

looking for the sun

hold on
i'm just a heartbeat
away

(stay)

audio version: https://soundcloud.com/jamison99/being-the-one

things you learn when you go to the gym four days a week

*you're stronger than you know

*you sweat more than you thought possible

*you learn to be assertive (especially when you're in line for the only abdominal crunch machine in the whole place (c'mon planet fitness, get your shit to-gether!)

*you realize that "abdominal crunch" would be the name of the worst little debbie snack ever

*you find out that the bachelor is really good angry motivation for going faster on the treadmill

*and, for better or for worse, you really start liking two broke girls (kat dennings would be the coolest best friend to have)