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to love is to risk not being
loved in return.
to hope is to risk pain.
to TRY is to risk failure.
but risk must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

he loves me, he loves me not.

golden sunflowers.

i lie in the sunbathed meadow.
he loves me, he loves me not.
dew like diamonds sparkle on soft petals.
i pluck them slowly.
he loves me, he loves me not.
i smell the earth and the sweet perfume of life in bloom
i close my eyes
and for a minute, he's here.

he loves me, he loves me not...

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

shining armour.

i am the princess
who locked myself in my cold stone castle.
afraid to love, afraid to lose.
but then you came
and suddenly, the foundation cracked because of your humor
the walls shook because of your laugh
and the ceilings sagged under the weight of your kindness.
you gently took away each stone from my ivory tower
and taught me how to love again.
the fortifications that surrounded my heart lie in shambles
and you in your shining armour
have swept me away.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

bottled love.

i followed the cobblestone path to the docks
the ocean pounding beneath me, its salty mist stings my forlorn eyes
and the breeze carries my tired soul.
it knows the beating of my heart.
i close my eyes
and whisper of my love
into the neck of a bottle
and send my love out into the open sea.

but the next week, it floated back to me.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

frosted glass.

today, i drove in a car with frosted glass.
i couldn't see through the windows.
so i drew a heart
and i thought of you.
i saw the landscape pass me by through that heart.
speeding by much too fast.
i didn't realize how far we'd gone
and i thought of what I wanted all along.
so i let my glove smear the heart
and i cleared the glass.

i could finally see.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

good morning. <3


hey, i'm alyssa, that one girl. you know, that one who's name is on the tip of your tongue, yet you just can't remember. she's that one whose just a little bit off, she's dreamy and she's far away. she's genuinely interested in you, but it doesn't come off that way, you probably thought she was a snob when you first met her. well, it turns out that underneath that gold blonde hair is an imagination begging to be used, a burning desire for understanding, and dreams so big that this blog is necessary to contain them all. it's where i can wander in a sun-drenched meadow with no aim, with warm breezes ruffling my dress. it's where the eternal waves of the ocean meet the sandy shores of forever, and wash away my doubts and insecurites as the tide rolls in. it's where i can watch the sunrise unfold and begin a new day, bursting with life and promise of fresh start.

oh, what a pleasant sunrise it's been. :)


(reps to my friend d. denger for the photo)