All the things I see, all the things I hope for.

I never knew what it felt like to want every moment between us to move faster than they do,
to want each now to be a now we experience together,
to feel that time apart is wasted time.

Moments without you make me wish I was even one step closer to where you are.

.....I never knew until you.

All I really wanted.

'If I fuck you I'll have to stay' he said whilst buttoning up the final button on his jeans and reaching for his jacket.
'And if I stay I may never leave.'
He zipped up his jacket and took a gulp from a glass of water on a cabinet next to a stack of old magazines.
'And if this cycle starts up again I may never get to see Paris.'

'I'm not ready to be a victim.'

Stay because you'd die without me.

'Why dont you want me to go?' you said.
I stumbled for words, trying hard to find what it was I needed to say.
'I dont want you to go because I want you to stay' I said.
I was embarrassed by my lack of eloquence and I felt my cheeks flush.
I hoped you'd look passed my inability to explain what I felt and understand what it was I wanted you to hear.
You did your shoelaces up and sat back on the sofa. I signed a cheque for the bank and took a bite of my sandwich.
Life seemed uncertain then.

See me.

'Sex isn't all I see in you' I said.
'But you do give fucking fantastic head.'
You smiled an awkward kind of smile but I could tell that I'd hurt your feelings. I wanted to move on but my comment lingered in the air like perfume and your eyes said all that you hadn't. It was impossible to ignore the upset I'd caused.

'I just wanted to make you laugh' I said.
'You made me feel like a prick' you said.
'But I just wanted to make you laugh' I said again.
There was silence and I fought the urge to fill it with a joke.
You poured some more wine into your glass and did the zip up on your jacket.
I scratched my head and looked out the window. A man and a woman sat on a bench by the park. It was cold and they wore hats and scarves. The woman linked arms with the man and tucked her hand in his pocket.

For a moment I forgot about you.

'I just hope this is something' you said.

I blinked a few times because I didn't know what to say.

All that she is.

He always felt that Jackie O would have loved him if they had met. He would dedicate notebooks to her and if he saw something funny on the TV he would write it down thinking that her spirit would somehow absorb the words-a feeble attempt at a connection. He finally came to accept that their love story wasn't meant to happen when he saw footage of her holidaying in Capri, roman sandals in hand, sand at her feet.

He saw colours differently from then on, everything seemed grey.

No.1 Fake magazine

My No.1 Fake magazine submission. Words are all there is.

The sorts of things I've been thinking of.

I want there to be an us.
Just smile and let me know.

Premiere Delight

I had a Premiere to celebrate my film. It was a triumph. The glitterati of town came out to support me and the film went down astonishingly well. There were laughs in the right places, sighs in the right places. I think I heard HRH Queen Elizabeth II sobbing during Breakfast at Tiffany's. I never could have hoped for more. My eyes filled with tears, I took to the floor and thanked the crowd from the bottom of my heart. A star was born that night, and he wore Clark Kent spectacles.

Thinking of you

For some reason I thought I'd see you when I drove home because I'd been thinking of you so much.

' Thats how it would happen in the movies' I thought to myself.

Especially for you