feathers flying on rainy days.

Sorry. January 30, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 6:22 am

if only you would acknowledge how you’ve hurt me
-destroyed me.
maybe then I could forgive you.

I’d say there’s hope for the future but
I doubt you’ll ever look back.


An Ode to the Past. January 29, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 11:16 pm

Last night you were everything. You showed me a side of you that I’ve been craving – for what feels like years. And with every breath you exhaled beauty. Only to be followed with astonishing intensity with every word that fell from your lips. The stars were incomparable to the expressions captured on your face.

Last night you took me places only you would know to go. Places we’ve been before and places we’ll visit once again. You lead me everywhere with the gentle warmth of your hand, with the comfort of your presence. And all along it could have been no where and nothing, because all that mattered was that you were there.

Last night you were mesmerizing, your eyes glistened and your heart shone. But where are you now, while I’m restless with tears on my pillow? Your cruelty is astounding, I never imagined you’d leave me behind like last night’s bad news. And yet once again I’m stuck with just a craving to see that moonlight enhanced version of you again. I find myself squeezing my eyelids tightly shut with the hopes of returning to our evening affair.

Last night was something my heart will never let go of and my mind will forever savour. And regardless of how often I go there, the air will never be as sweet and you will never be the same.

Last night I took a trip to the dream where losers go.


Fairy tale. January 24, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 3:14 am

Certainly not.
Prince Charming?
I didn’t want.

Yet I was still waiting for the fairy tale to start.
Always thought there’d eventually be a happy ending.
At least somewhere down the yellow brick road.

The paint faded.
Cracked and revealed plain old red.
The road crumbled.
The winding ended, no path laid out.

And still a dream is a wish the heart makes
– but I’m oh so ever awake.
Pages wrinkled and folded,
With a simple ‘The End’ the book closes.

This story has no happy ending.


blast from the past. January 21, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 10:36 pm

Your lips are tainted. With words I’ll never utter. Your ears have a hunger. An unhealthy desire. I can assure you I won’t feed you, I have no response to the three words you have muttered. Your eyes are sincere but only for a moment. For you don’t understand the power. of what you express. Your guilty conscious sees nothing more than a mere three words. And yet you still have a hunger, an unhealthy desire.



Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 10:23 pm

I thought this would be different.
But again I disappoint.
You’ve defeated me
-yet again.


flying pieces. January 10, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 3:25 pm

the sky is falling.

I must of reached up and ripped it.
You think I pulled down the sky.

best of all,
You think I did it to hurt you.


i’ve always known. January 8, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jeannelle @ 8:25 am

you don’t love me.
not even enough to call.