Although moments are fleeting,
so are worries,
Even summer’s goodbye,
Is a mosaic of pigments
That one can not help but stare
In absolute admiration

Good things end,
and better things begin.

Say it's ok
To admit
Fears and feelings and I'm kind of freaking out
Maybe I'm still scared of the dark
I've never had that peace
A walk in the park
When it gets dark

Can you
Please stay
For emotional confessions and awkward conversations
Maybe it's ok to trust you
When someone loves you
You don't have to be
Scared of the dark

Promise we
Can dance in the dark

By the light of the moon
You and I spinning slowly
A waltz
A dip
The softest kiss

Maybe we will be alright

When morning comes
If you're by my side
Everything will be fine
Promise to stay
Don't ever stray
I think
We'll be ok

And sometimes I'll be lost
Sometimes you will too
It's dark at night
Hold my hand
And it's all ok

Maybe we will be alright

Everyday i fall apart
Every moment I hold myself .

Everyday i feel pain
Every moment I crave for ease .

Everyday i look around
I might see you again .

I might kiss you again .
I miss you love .

stay just a little bit longer
let me hold you even if silence is all you have to give me
this isn't permanent
our nights are short lived
but let me ease the pain
you don't have any obligation
nor do you owe me a thank you
i know how hard it is to be there with someone
when every second is a battle
trying to find where it is you belong
but for now you can stand by me
even if it's for just a little while,
stay.
let me keep you warm during these cold nights
i know it won't make things better
but it really wont make things any worse either
stay for a little longer
we both need someone to hold onto

Monkey bars
Hold on
Do not let go

I climb high
To hold you close
But it takes all my strength
So I let go

I pull, I pull
it’s a starry, gloomy night
the stars gaze above my steaming head
but they don’t shine for me

while I stand at a sea
a sable, sludgy, shining sea
reflecting the stars
that don’t shine for me

I pull and I pull
something resists, the mildewed thread quivers
a hand, scar-strewn, thin and exanimately pallid
i wonder where she summones the strength

maybe I’m just a weak man
when a faint, scratchy voice calls me
among afloating bubbles
tells me to release