The Brightest Light

Manipulate You

The Man Who’s Only Purpose Was to Inspire My Art

What if,
every encounter we ever had
was for my art?

What if,
your only purpose on earth—the only fame you would receive—
was to be my muse, inspiring me to mania?

More Or Less

CRAZY.

I hope you think I’m crazy.
I hope you think I’m crazy.
I hope you think I’m crazy.

Revenge

It took three years and seven nights
To find words to destroy him—
Finally, revenge would be mine.

I opened my mouth at just the right time
Pulled out my tongue
With the script in my mind.

And just as the words
were lined up to get dropped
My tongue caught stage-fright
and instead my heart spoke

You should date a girl who reads.

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

Tug-a-love-a-war

He hates me and
I hate him.

He kisses me and
my heart bends.

Tomorrow night
we’ll do it again.

A Bedtime Story

If love is magic—
If I’m the Dreamer
And you the Dream…
If I want you,
but you don’t want me, then
the magic can’t be.

Do you see?

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I only wrote this tale to tell you—
without you,  I can’t make magic.

A Secret

Sometimes I hear a lyric, or read a poem, that becomes so sacred to my soul, I want to keep it locked up—a secret, hidden from the world.

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Tell me… how was it  you loved me?

Like those secret words I hid— too sacred to be spoken.