Last night I told you I was torn
I told you I was confused
That what happens happens and I'd survive

Last night you told me that was okay
You told me it'd work itself out
That you were good at making people think things were their idea

Last night I let myself be happy
I let myself believe
Last night you cracked a wall I've always had and now I'm breaking

I want to run to the mountains
I want to feel wild and free
The walls and ceilings around me
They're a cage I can't escape..
I'm not supposed to want to escape..
But I want to run
To the creek and trees and stones
To the animals and land
I miss the empty mornings
Calm waters and quiet musings
Sun made tea and small snacks
No voices no questions
No answers
The mountains are calling
Tempting me
I want to run

I miss you Hales.
Especially on nights like this.
The cold summer rains...
We used to cuddle and say we should put more clothes on.
Funny, we never actually did.
We just grabbed more blankets, then snuggled closer.
It's hard Hales.
Learning to live again, it's hard without you.
I stopped trying after you.
I stopped caring.
I hope you know I'm sorry for all the awful drunken words.
I was so scared to go on without you, I was so angry that you left.
All I could do was drink more and hope that poison killed the one inside me.
But on nights like these, I miss you next to me Hales.
It's hard to sleep and it's just getting harder.
Life is changing babe and it's pulling me with it.
Just know, I still miss you.
I love you Hales, even after death.
I was so ready to meet you in summerland.
But I think it'll be a little longer than I thought babe.
I'm happy again Hales.
I just wish you were here next to me, just to hear your voice.
I already know your secrets, but I have new ones to tell.
I wonder if our locks are still there.
I lost my key..
I couldn't wear it anymore, I...I just couldn't, Hales.
I'm sorry.
I miss you babe.
Goodnight Hales.
Pretty bird.

I can hear her calling me
Home to our trees
They sing in native tongue
I hear their voices
The moon betrays me to my other half
Calling my true nature forth
I miss my home
Where i began
I miss my other nature
My mirrored half
I know i ran
But the real trees call me home
I can feel their grasp
Their traces on my soul, my heart
My circle calls to me
In borrowed time
I miss my real trees

I'm covered in scars and stories,
Some good some bad all mine.
I don't know where I'm headed
But I know what I leave behind.
I'm sorry for the pain.
I'm sorry for the angery screams.
I'm not sorry I left.
I need to know what life means.

Remember me?
No, I didn't think so...
We used to mean a great deal to one and other.
Times change, as do people.
You ask about me..I, about you.
Never coming or going at the same time.
I treasure my memories...
I hold my childhood friend dear,
But my childhood is over..
We've grown up now.
I grieve the loss of a boy I once knew.
He grew into a Man.