Picture Perfect Memory

I love the feel of your palms grazing my back

The way it tickles

The way it makes me feel safe

And I can feel your breath on my neck as you lean in for a kiss

We drive in your '07 Buick, windowns rolled down

And the breeze hits my face

It makes me feel free

I love it when you catch me stealing a glance at you

The way you smirk makes me laugh

And I know I'd do anything for you

It makes me feel scared

Wasted Talent

I figured it was worth a shot

Everyone deserves a second chance

But what happens when you lose count

When 2nd become 3rd and 4th

And soon you realize you lost youself in chances

That being a 'good person' only hurt you in the end

Nice guy's finish last

And when you cross the line

Your arms raised above your head as you swallow air

You look around and no one's there

And you cry alone because no one cares

You feel defeated because you put yourself out there

You made yourself vulnerable to your own fears

Just to find that failure is something you had done to yourself

Because the saddest thing is wasted talent

Unbearable Lightness

Today as I walked into my house

My mind was only focused on food

What was I going to eat? How many calories would it be?

Should I work out now, later, or both times?

I felt myself becomeing anxious

So I sat down at my computer to check my e-mail and give my mind a break

I felt so hungry

I walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a can of tuna

60 calories if I eat the whole thing

2 servings worth and I knew I would

I looked at the shelves above

Baby food that belonged to my 6 month old nephew for when he stayed over

I remebered reading something on the internet about women eating baby food to lose the last, hard 10-15 pounds

I needed to loose 40

I took some down and began to read the backs of them

Surely, I thought to myself, eating 80 calories of peach-banana-granola baby food was better than tuna slathered in mayo

Surely, it was better than starving