No words

Dreams are cruel punishment

I hate to dream

I'm glad I rarely do.

I hate to dream

unless it's about you

unless dreams really do come true

here I will quietly sit

with nothing more to remind me of you

Publish my happiness

Two years ago

I didn't feel like dancing

My legs may not have held me up

They were frail and thin

Some days I think I eat too much

But when I bust out dancing in the kitchen

I am overwhelmed with love for my body

and its ability not only to forgive me

but for living when I felt like dying

Don't be fooled

We don't actually sit at that table

It's just there for decoration

Grocery Store Convo

M-It is amazing how much better I feel since I have been eating more. I actually have energy..

S- Ya, like food is good man.

You

Your hands are warm

Your heart is cold

My

My dance card may be full

but my heart is still empty

N.Y.C circa 06 Part 3

Outta nowhere I look up to see you next to me

I just looked around and now you are all I see

N.Y.C circa 06 Part 2

When did I lose me?

Did it start with you?

Will I ever find me?

Only when we're through

N.Y.C circa 06

What if she had to leave

What if there was no more space to breathe

I didn't try to be perfect

I didn't even try to be me

Past+Future+Present

Dear Past, Future and Present Maria,

Please treat your body well, this I promise, you will not regret.

xoxo

Dear future husband

please eat the tomatoes I put in your salad,

your prostate will thank me later

xoxo

I'd like to suggest we crossbreed Robert Pattinson and John Mayer. I would also like the finished product be dropped off at my door, with explicit instruction to adhere to my every wish and desire.

Thank you Santa, that is all I would like for Christmas.