Hope still lingers on

Has our conscience shown? Has the sweet breeze blown? Has all the kindness gone? Hope still lingers on. I drink myself a newfound pity. Sitting alone in New York City, and I dont know why. Are we listeningto hyms of offering? Have we the eyes to see love is gathering? All the words that Ive been reading, have now started the act of bleeding into one. So I walk up on high, and I step to the edge, to see my world below. And I laugh at myself, while the tears roll down. Cause its the world I know. Oh, Its the world I know.
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8 friggen days.
Wow.

I got out my passport today and it all rushed to me. I have SO much to do. I'm dying my hair and getting my nails done Saturday after work, then I'm going to see Batman that night. Sunday I'm driving up to Columbus to meet the Idols. Monday and Tuesday will be devoted to laundry and packing. Wednesday is the Idols concert in Cincy. Thursday I'm working both places then packing my last minute stuffs and I LEAVE FRIDAY.

Holy. Shit. My friends. My skin is practically crawling with anticipation!!!!

Reminder:
-import the other cd's and download and charge i-pod! << very important
-buy an orange and a banana for the jetlag.
-take a pillow and blanket

that's all I can think of at the moment. Ignore that, those were just special notes for me to remember.

Haven't been into a lot lately. Just super anxious for the Idols and my trip! Oh and ofc the Batman movie. I know I'm gonna cry though....Heath was an amazing actor who didn't get to live to reap his own success.

I decided to post an extremely personal poem that I wrote. *sighs and bites nails* Consider yourselves lucky to be able to read it. It's probably going to sound really awkward but I hope you can look past that and see the true beauty in what it's about. I'll leave you with this and some pics, thanks for reading ly:

Your body is a wonderland.
The way those lights dance across your face.
Revealing only the most perfect of angles.
Before seen as imperfections, now only admired.
The glisten in your eyes.
They are the windows to your beautiful soul.
The secrets they hide.
The pleasure they hold.
Tell me your story.
The slight muscle in your arms.
The gentleness seen but the protection they offer.
The slope of your nose.
How it curves down into the perfect angle.
It lands above the plumpness of your lips.
The curve of your glistening smile.
You could blind a room.
The noticeable stubble that outlines not only your lips but traces along the side of your face.
The roughness that leads to the soft spikes in your hair.
The way it dances along the neckline of your shirt.
And the way that shirt forms to your torso in all the right places.
The shirt lands just above your snug pants, only revealing enough.
Enough to keep them guessing.
Enough to keep them wanting more.
You're holding me hostage.
The beauty in who you are has me captivated.
Take me and I'm yours.
I only want you anymore.


Some pictures of my kitty cuz I just adore him so much and needed to share them :)