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Name: Tabbatha
Country: United States
State: Virginia
Metro: Lynchburg
Birthday: 4/15/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: learning new things. meeting new people. going new places.
Occupation: Student
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Sunday, June 07, 2009

"Ask Me About It Again Tomorrow"

Forget you - I've tried
But try as I may
The effort I make
Begins new each day

Forget you - I will
They say in due time
Perhaps I should not
Write but one more rhyme

Forget you - I must
And yes, I will
Remove your photo
From my window sill

Forget you, forget you
Oh, maybe tomorrow
I'll take one more day
To remember my sorrow

"Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight"

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Where ever it is that you are
But if my guess it right
You can't be very far
Hello, hello, I'm here
I'm barely out of site
The wooden path is cleared
Well lit by my porch light
Come in, quickly, come in
Tonight it will be cold
If ever you need a friend
Someone to give you hope
I sleep, I sleep, I sleep
Always the far left side
For you the right I keep
If you need a place to lie
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
That's all I wished to say
Until the morning comes, of course
Then I'll say good day


Friday, May 29, 2009

Sure why not. I've been writing a lot more lately. But for some reason, this old thing I found in my notebook from ages ago has revisited me.

Forget me if you must
But each day, always, forget me
If you ever wish you could remember
I'll guide you the way swiftly
Erase me if you will, but I'll continue to scribble
Your name in the margins of the pages
Because only the five letters properly fill the spaces
Never again let my name leave your lips
If that is what you need
But those long nights when you are lonely
Let me briefly visit you in dreams
Box me up like old summer clothes
You've grown too tall to wear
Besides, the sun is much too bright, the air too warm
And my skin too fair
Forget me if you must
But each day, always, forget me

but more recently......

Summer skin

You look good
(Too good for me, I'd say)
You thought I was pretty
(You'd said that, anyway)
That short pink summer dress
(You said you really liked)
I should wear for you again
(To test your boyish eyes)
You skin is looking rather nice
(Summer has made you tan)
I hate that when you smell so good
(I lose the ability to stand)
Damn you for ever thinking I was beautiful
(Damn me for still thinking you are}

Blankets & Pillows

Your body is my blanket
These nights are never cold
Your rising/falling chest, my pillow
Pull me closer, tightly hold
Hold me til I drift to dreams
Kiss me once more, arms around me
I may be all but sound asleep
But your arms are all that warm me

Beautiful things shouldn't be shouldn't be thrown away

When a beautiful photo is town in two
Can we put it together with tape and glue
Will all the jagged edges show?
Can they not be patched or re-sewn?
Will it ever look quite the same?
This beautiful photo in this broken frame
Is the damage we've done beyond repair
This photo was treasured and regarded as rare
Now I have learned, and now I have sworn
Never again will my photos be torn

New Freckles

Lying on this thin torn sheet, on my front lawn
Blades of grass and tiny ants slowly making their way to my stomach
The early summer sun wraps it's warm rays around my body
Enveloping every inch of my skin
If I close my eyes hard enough
Lose track of time long enough
It almost feels like your hands
Blanketing me into a subtle sleep
Placing new freckles on my nose and cheek




Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Phoh-toes!

baby sister is getting grown. Sam is 16 now. crazy. She came and modeled for my portrait class.





Some i shot of Tom for the same class






and some cute stuff for everyone to drool all over, or puke, or whichever.

 



always super serious



and on an ending note, one more of Sam, in Tom's hoodie






Thursday, March 05, 2009

The Run Down.

So, after a million messages and comments via facebook, I guess it is 2009, so here's an electronic update of my life.

Yes, I am officially dating Tom. He is, yes, my boyfriend. I work with him at Hollywood Video. No, I don't care that I'm dating someone at work. It actually makes work kind of nice. He has an eclectic music collection and facial hair, so of course I am pretty into him :P . We hold hands while we drive places, and the smile on my face right now would probably annoy the hell out of anyone who can't handle my level of girlish smitteness.

Think that settles most of it.


Wednesday, March 04, 2009

I am the happiest I've been in a very long time.



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