Poetry.

You can’t get that time back.

She left you wanting more.

DREAMS…………

A LOVE POEM.

This is a rough beginning of a current project i’m working on. I recently moved to LA to get more involved in film, and decided I would write a book or short paper on not only surviving in LA, but to encourage people to chase their dreams. Again, its not completed, its just begun.

I began to write about the pursuit of a significant other, but realized by the end that I was also writing solely about myself. This can mean whatever you want it to mean, really.

She will always be chasing that ideal.

Life is there to live.

A poem that confuses a recurring dream with somebodies death.