Sleepy Mumbles I miss your beauty. Dancing in the kitchen with you in my arms. Your sleepy mumbles in the middle of the night. Your voice. Your ringlets of flowing golden hair. The way you never said "I love you too" just a simple "I love you" would do. Because love shouldnt ever be returned with the need to be accepted. It should be truly meant. But one last "I love you" One last waltz in the kitchen. One last kiss. One last sleepy mumble would do.

Breathing Im putting everything in my head, everything bad. Im packing it all up, rolling it all up with some top quality tobacco. As i lick the seal to my new cigarette, i prepare to let go. Taking the first drag, burning all the bad things away. Taking in the pain and breathing it back out and away, forever.

Whispers The time is late, the night is cold, The wind blows softly. Whispers and whispers, reaching for me, is it you? You i long to see. I hear the voices in the wind, yours entangled with the pain. Oh how i long to see you, to see you once again..

Wishing I wish for the day i can hold you again. Pick you up and spin you round. Pull you closer at night. Embrace you in the morning. Dance with you in the kitchen. Stroke your hair on the sofa. I just wish to hold you once more.

Laughing Her eyes filled with undeniable excitement when i told her i had an old skateboard and i'd be the one to teach her how to skate properly. She wobbled ocasionally. She lashed out for me to catch her and clung tight for support. Giggling each time she almost plunged to the floor. I let her go, and who'd have guessed.. Down she went. Panic overcame me as she hit the ground and started to shake, i ran to her, picking her up. Laughing. She was laughing. I pushed her away slightly, mad she'd made me worry she was actually hurt. But her laugh caught on, as contagious as ever..