A conviction

I just had an epiphany that I am alone,

In the wild probably but

more so in the heart of this city. 

John Mayer's Wembley Arena Setlist

Queen of California

Wildfire

Slow dancing in a burning room

Waiting on the day

Speak for me

No such thing

The breeze

Don't trust myself with loving you

I'm on fire

Stop this train

Half of my heart

Something like Olivia

I will be found

Paperdoll

Who says

Vultures

Age of worry

Gravity

Walt Grace's submarine test, 1967

Dear Marie

He loves my reading

He understands, oh he does understand. 

One of those happy rare moments I shall embalm. 

The mind heralds.

The heart can hurt

The heart hurts for it has been scorned. As always. The heart is now cascaded with poison-laced liquid overflowing the chambers.

Mistakes

Even if you love someone with all your heart you can still make mistakes. Maybe there was something missing in her life, maybe she was trying to find herself, maybe she had to be sure she loved him. 

Mistakes can mean nothing; sometimes mistakes can be about wanting more attention, feeling inadeqaute, and sometimes has nothing to do with their significant other.

Mistakes can change your life for the better if it makes you realise something you never knew before, a big life changing event like, wholly loving someone like you've never done before or thought you were incapable of doing. 

I rest my case.

Past midnight

Past midnight. A rain storm outside punctured by the noise from a police car siren. A sad ending of a phone call leaves me awake. 

My mind's drowsy and I want to fall asleep but I keep replaying our convo; I have work tomorrow. 

All I wanted was to be cared for obligingly with the only reason being I wanted it,

and not be embarrassed by a refusal when I shamelessly ask for the above and tonight,

I so wanted to bathe in the warmth of an obliging love.

I hate him.