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There are no excuses for being an absentee friend, unless you no longer want to be friends anymore. If that’s the case, then I won’t hold you here. You can go on without me. But don’t look back and expect me to be there. I won’t be. I’ll be long gone, despite missing you. I deserve as much as you do.Posted By Mikey On 04.29.2012 @ 9:18 pm
Those are when I’m at my best; rainy days. Rainy nights. Rainy drives. Rainy walks.
Its probably my penchant for being alone that makes the rain what I gravitate towards.
Well, that’s romanticizing the idea. Truth is, I don’t like being alone – I just find myself in that situation more often than not.
So much for having faith in friends to stay friends.Posted By Mikey On 03.30.2012 @ 1:53 pm
Hahaha. Yes, that’s exactly what’s going on. Although “drifting” is probably too gentle a descriptor for it. I’m being left. Plain and simple. New friends, new interests, new pursuits. Nevermind what came before, who’s stood firm, who kept watch. On to the next. Drifting.Posted By Mikey On 03.26.2012 @ 5:52 pm
Pain is exquisite. I know that poeple tend to use the term to describe things that are luxurious and rich and opulescent, but no – anyone with money can have those things. Exquisite, uniquely crafted. Rare. There is nothing more rare that your personal pain. As much as people may empathize and sympathize with your ordeal, your pain is exclusively, unreplicably, singularly yours.Posted By Mikey On 03.24.2012 @ 9:55 pm
The residue left at the bottom of the glass is 80% backwash or something. At least that’s what a friend used to say. I believe her. And just like that, we got in the habit of not drinking/finishing off other people’s drinks. Well, except for each others. I miss her.Posted By Mikey On 03.23.2012 @ 12:37 pm
I carry a lot of baggage. Most of it my own fault, I suppose, but a lot of it is leftover baggage from interacting with other people, from putting too much trust in other people, from having faith in other people to be what they say. All the disappointments? I could fill a trunk.Posted By Mikey On 03.22.2012 @ 3:20 pm
Tree trunks falling over my head, someone even left one of them under my bed. Protruding through my sheets, not letting me rest or sleep. Birds perched on elegant toe, I just wanted to let you know The branches scratch my pillowed face, this stupid tree in my bed has taken your placePosted By Mikey On 03.22.2012 @ 1:21 pm
It doesn’t take long for something to break. No matter how much history, investment, care, attention, prudence, or import you put into those things that matter to you most, all it takes is a small shift and it breaks. And some things can’t ever be made whole again. Never fixed. Enjoy what you have while you have it.Posted By Mikey On 03.21.2012 @ 12:56 pm
If you’re lying in bed and feeling kind of ok, but then it starts raining and the wind gets up and you know your windows are shut and the wind can’t get you. And then it gets up more and starts hammering the window with the sound of coldness and wetness kept away from you.Posted By Mikey On 10.23.2011 @ 4:54 am
I love whiskey. it’s funny how there are different spelings depending on what kind of whiskey it is. like scotch is spelled differently thatn the rest of them. they just want to be special i suppose. i love whiskeys though they’re sweet. deep. refreshing to drink straight. i love it. i take them neat and cleran topo. adding ice can be ok with some, but you only need one cube. not a ton,.. you never want to drink a whiskyey cold. it kills all the flavor of it. you can’t appreciarett it when it’s cold.Posted By Mikey On 04.17.2011 @ 3:18 pm