My vow of silence.

I’m a man of too few words for someone that has a fond understanding of them.  A natural king of conversation; it’s a shame most of them never occur outside of my thoughts.  I must’ve been a monk in a past life, since I seem incredibly adamant about not speaking my mind when necessary.  How do I break this vow of silence that I never signed up for? 

Anyways, here’s the view outside my madness.




I’ve never met a girl as caring as she is.  Shes a rare breed that still worries about others and about being a good person.  Shes usually upbeat, a brilliant ball of radiance, yet at the same time typically exhausted.  Behind her contagious smile lies a bit of sorrow, self doubt, and new found cautiousness.  Shes a girl that fell in love way too young, and had children with a man she thought she knew.  Shes a mess; but by God is she a beautiful one.  And now she sleeps, curled up in a ball beside me, long gorgeous hair sprawled about.  My fingers start to dance, weaving through the elegant chestnut curls that lay upon my lap; her entrancing scent tickling my nostrils. In this moment in time, all that exists is us.  It’s such an innocent thing but my heart can’t help but sing, it’s as if the universe made this woman, for me.

image Art by Shilin, check his other stuff out, its all amazing.

A Few Thoughts.


A lot of ppl don’t realize it’s healthy to talk about things.  Don’t let them eat at you until you break.  Trust me you’ll be much happier for it.  Also try to find happiness in the little things: your favorite song on the radio, a good conversation, a smile shared between strangers just focus on the things going right,  ignore the negative, then you can be more like this…