Keep that flawless smile

And watch the world become as beautiful as you are

Existence proves to be that much sweeter

That much brighter

And that much clearer

As I gaze into your eyes

The intrinsic beauty of life is revealed

Life is wonder


I am lost in the simplicity of paradise.

Behind the twinkle of your gaze
Past the walls you so fervently constructed
At times,
I see your pain
I feel the anguish in your eyes
The quivering of your lip quickly forced away by a misplaced grin
Surrounded by the emptiness of this void we call life
I wish nothing more than to hear those alluring three words
The glow you radiate envelopes any room
Your smile casts any doubt I have in life
How can someone be so incredible?
I am the lucky one
You show how utterly beautiful life can be
That this existence is not some random succession of meaningless events
With you,
life takes shape
life retains hope

Life has meaning.

That glow of a smile
Stunning and resilient like the perfection she embodied

Lost in the images of that fabled romance
That gleaming ray of hope
Longing for its yearning, subtle return
Feeling the warmth and aura of its haunting beauty

Now I lay here awake
Every second without you an eternity
Those sweet nothings forever boarded a permanent residency in my heart
Turning over to see nothing more than the forgotten place where my love once laid
Looking at the empty spaces between my fingers where her's are supposed to be
Feeling the twilight eclipse upon my crippled mind

Wishing nothing more than to spend just another second with you

You gave up
Forgotten is the future we were too naive to construct
Is this what love has become? Second guesses and sobering recollections?

Darkness swallows the heart and mind as it strikes down emphatic optimism

I just wanted to say Goodbye Love
Goodbye to the life I once knew


Goodbye Love

How fain doth thine memories remain
Lo! shouldst thou endure the infinite repetitions of these haunting facades that The Abyss glares its gaze upon thine fragile life
The tired clingeth to the images fused to the permanency of thine recollections
Chiseled to the marble of the mind for the mason himself to gazeth upon its work


For betwixt a battered heart and a fickle mind lyeth the remnant of the resentments of life