Plastic Love Loving you is like drinking from a refilled plastic water bottle. I know the BPA is toxic but I don't care. I know you are no good for me, but I don't care.

Based On The Future? "Who's there?" I take a few steps away from the shadow cast by the garage. The smooth lamp on the side of the house catches my face and I look up. He is standing ten feet in front of me. About to get into his car. He clears his throat and then says "hey". Slowly I inch my way closer. He avoids my eyes, instead flashing nervous glances to his feet and then to my face, and back and forth again until I am almost close enough to hear his heart beating. I stop. For one eternity-long second we just stand there. I see a change on his face, like he is about to say something. "I love you," I blurt. "I always have." I owed him more words than that, I knew I did. Instead I step a little closer and say, " I'm going to kiss you right now unless you stop me." The words sounded dumb even to me. They float there in the thin autumn night air for a while, then, looking up at me for the first time, he finally whispers, "I don't want to." He leans in and gave me one soft and slow kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and we just hold each other. It has been six months since I broke his heart and threw away mine. Now sixth months later I'm starting to get it back. But I'm in his arms now. He is starting to let go. He holds me an arms length away and looks right at me. It's dark and I can't see too much of his face, but I know the look in his eyes. I've seen it before. It's all going to be alright. Then he pulls me right back in and we just stand there in each others embrace. ---- Based on a hopefully true story.

Coffee #haikus about Coffee: (my true love) French roast in a mug A dark sip of pick me up Bitter sweet coffee --- My hands wrapped tightly The steam drawing my face in close Close my eyes, inhale --- Hold me in your warmth Spin me about, pick me up Shake me like coffee --- Take me anywhere By boat car plane and by train The world is my mug.

Dear --- Dear ---, Please tonight if you are near me don't stay there. I already can't breathe and my stomach is spinning. I can feel my heart beating in my throat. Please if you are going to be close, then darling be close like we used to be. I can't stand the space that has grown between us. Don't smile at me. I won't be able to take it. That goofy smile you had on our first date, when the movie was over and you grabbed my hand, it's long gone and we both know it. Don't talk to me about the weather because it could be raining or snowing or sideways hailing or anything else as long as you're there I won't ever mind the weather. Don't say it's cold because there is nothing colder than the stone look on your face and the bitting pain in my lungs. Baby please just don't talk. But if you talk then be true and don't be polite. If you talk then break my heart. It's due time. I've been holding onto you for far too long, so if you talk then just crush me. Don't try to be nice don't try to be sweet don't try to save me because I'm past saving. And one last thing, if you get the idea that maybe I still love you, then run away as fast as you can. Because that might always be true. If I collapse in the doorway just leave me there. If I cry don't wipe it oh please just let it fall. Because I have to let it go I just don't now how.

Thinking I wonder what people do When left to their own minds If the noise and the lists The never ending to-do's Haunt them so much They think they might drop Is it only me Who hates having time to think Or do others find peace In daydreams and wonder?