Sing

Sing, sing, darling, sing your heart out for me
Your voice is angelic

Sooth my sorrows, build my temple out of
fiberglass. Let me

love you forever, don’t send me away.
Recently, we have

been hurting each other, I have spent too
much time on my self

And not enough on you. I can’t express
why I have done what

I have done or how but I know that we
will figure it out

Somehow.

But for now, darling, sing, sing – sing for me
Without you, I don’t

know exactly who to be, what to do
Darling, I love you.

 

Mondays

Hello to those of you who read this.

I feel like a lot of people fish the tags purely for their own exposure and like posts (I don’t know what I expected, to be honest) but I’m not saying this in a depressive way, more an ‘I should probably have known’ way.

Today has been alright; I’ve been thinking about writing poetry a lot.

Did the presentation today at uni – thoughts:

  • Time management was strained and we had a little bit too much to say
  • I felt as though there were some key points I wanted to include but didn’t
  • It marks the end of not only Early Modern Comedy seminars but Poetry, too. I don’t know if I’m glad it’s over or not; I’ve got an exam on May 17th, but I’m not worried about it. I get the questions on Monday. Better get studying Don Paterson’s Rain.

The people at uni are going out for a drink tonight and I kind of wanted to join them, celebrate finishing the presentation; but at the same time, I didn’t. I feel excluded slightly from the rest of the people at university, and I don’t know why – I do know why it’s because I like to do well and put a huge amount of effort into my work and others don’t.

This morning as well I got a leaflet through the post for 20% off on Phone Screen repairs at Carphone Warehouse, which I was pretty happy about. I’m going to use that soon.

After my presentation, I went back home and sorted through all my old Magic cards – I have a lot more than I originally thought. I knew B wouldn’t be home until about half 1 so I had time. When she got home she was upset and I feel like it’s my fault because I didn’t do my chores, but I also know she’s going through a lot lately and maybe I shouldn’t take it to heart.

B

She’s been very upset today, and now I know why – because of Jess, her sister. I’m not preserving her anonymity because, frankly, she’s a cunt. I use that word meaning every single letter of it. She went out of her way to make B upset; she created and PAID for a Blipfoto account purely to leave nasty messages to B. On Blipfoto, there is no way to block or report people, so there’s not a right lot we can do about it. I want to call them and see what options we have, but I’ll find out more soon. Might email them.

We just ordered food, there was a 20% off deal when you spend £20 so you know what I did… I ordered an unnecessary amount of food.

B likes to keep up with my posts, and I appreciate her for it. But today we had an argument about what I mean to her, which has been resolved now, but it still really upset me.

She doesn’t think I want to have a kid eventually and doesn’t know if I love her, but I do.


Fields

of love, of lust,
cherry blossom
dreams haunt them but
Not in our fields.

RB.