Random writings, good, bad, and sometimes unfunny by Toffer Surovec

I don’t want to be with her but I just don’t want to wait for someone else to love me.

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Show me on the doll where I should touch you.

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He made time for her and she made lunch for him.

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I loved her like the last girl loved me.

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I can still taste the last meal you made me.

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Red Envelope Lady

Easily picked from the ordinary

I wish I smelt this on your skin
You started this letter with a kiss

What does that mean?
Thank you for the love
Don’t thank me for something I have to do
I can’t say I get you, but it’s a nice thought
How could a girl like you ever feel alone

Will you wear that dress?
It’s my goal too

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Why I’m Not A Doctor

Would I let one die to save hundreds?
Yes

I’d watch a thousands die to cure something that kills millions
I don’t consider this to be cold hearted
It’s not a numbers game to me

You’re just being selfish
You’d kill countless by inaction
For what?
Better sleep?

If I was the one to die for a cure
Don’t put my name in the news
Don’t talk me up as a hero
Leave me faceless and give the doctor that kills me a prize.

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I’m sorry I didn’t make you better than you made me.

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I’m already looking for the band that’ll save me.

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I Don’t Want to Miss You

The box I scrawled this on.

I Don’t want to miss your smile
Our naked hand puppet spiders
The baby talk I’ve only ever done with you
Our monster piles and kisses
Your dreams that became mine

You make time disappear
Next week I could be old with you
If you leave me today will never end

I miss you already and my shoes are off my bed

You love the scruff on my face
But I shaved it for us

We’re different but I love your world
Jokes are out of love you have to believe that

I feel less afraid with you
The people are looking at you beautiful

Please let me see you everyday

Please don’t take my smile, my lover my friend and the rest of my life away

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Mrs. Crawford

I can see the deceit you wear on your sleeves
Rolled up showing off your outdated rebellion
An open mind is always corrected
Truth is a doorstop

This is when you choose to interfere?
Do you know how many things I do let slide?
Jewish people don’t eat dessert first
Children were being abused

You want to ruin my life
With your faux-martyr routine
And passive aggressive guilt trips that you use on your children
You are your mother

My happiness is not in your control
There will be no choice
No competition
Love is pure and love is mine

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It’s not you it’s your mother.

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Let’s go make dry storage wet.

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I put a call into a confidant that’s lost all faith in me.

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I should have known she still loved me when she showed me her ring. Lisa called me from a number I hadn’t seen in three years. She wanted to tell me something and she had to tell me in person. She drove to my house and called my parents mom and dad. We sat in my room, in the same spot we first kissed and she told me she was getting married. She looked me up and down and didn’t find any reaction she wanted. I was in love and that took me a year to do after her. Her name was Jessica and I was a fool to think I’d marry her one day. Three years go by and I’m single, depressed and recently out a thousand or so dollars I threw into the ocean. I should have returned the ring I bought Jessica when I first thought I tasted him on her lips.

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