I didn’t know who I was looking at—
Not at first glance.
I thought maybe you were just another soul
I’d cross paths with,
Someone I’d walk this Earth beside,
But not with.
Never in my wildest dreams
Did I imagine wanting to walk this Earth with you.
Maybe it was your hazel eyes—
Glowing like warm amber veins
Spread across a leather canvas,
Glints of green dancing around your irises
Like sunlight flickering through the forest.
Maybe it was the way your hand felt in mine—
The weight of it,
Not heavy in burden,
But in depth.
A weight that whispered of both love
And long-held sorrow.
When we first met,
I didn’t know who I was dealing with.
I was dealing with a thief—
An unapologetic one.
Because when your lips first met mine,
Something inside me shifted.
Something twisted… came untwined.
A knot I thought would never loosen
Was finally pulled free.
And for the first time in a long time,
I felt love again.
You stole my heart—
Effortlessly,
Unintentionally, perhaps…
But completely.
You became the center of my gravity.
You pulled every bit of focus from within me
And held it like it belonged to you—
Maybe it always did.
Now, all I want
Is to give you everything you’ve been missing:
Love.
Affection.
Gratitude.
Attention.
Appreciation.
Respect.
And the quiet safety of being seen.
Fully.
Honestly.
Tenderly.
You, the thief who stole my heart...
Can keep it.
Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 3:34 AM UTC
think of all the people you've ever met,
and all the conversations that have ever left an impact on you.
think of all the thoughts that those words prompted in you,
and all the actions they led to,
which went and touched more people than you can count.
innumerable words and thoughts,
little cosmic representations of the
souls of people touching us
every.single.day.
your life is forever and inexplicably interconnected with a million others.
Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 6:37 AM UTC
I need to say it.
I need you to hear it.
But the words are locked away,
Voiceless—
Trapped behind a cage
That only truth can unlock.
If I release them,
Will you truly hear?
Will I cradle your heart
With love and care?
Or will it slip through my fingers,
Shatter like glass,
And scatter
Into a million pieces on the floor?
Either way,
The outcome is unknown.
But at least—
At least I showed you my heart.
And that has to count for something.
...
Right?
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
Stop trying to be everything you think the world wants
and just be.
And don't bluff.
Don't bluff for once in your life and just do.
Do what you know you must.
The path is clear now.
You don't need hope,
faith
or trust.
Just let go
and forget everything you know.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 2:41 AM UTC
What do you do when everything hurts?
You cry and you cry,
and it's like your ribs,
your chest,
your head...
your whole body hurts.
You want to scream.
You want to cry out to someone.
You want SOMEONE to care.
You just want peace...
for someone to wrap you in there arms,
tell you they are there,
and for it to be the truth.
Why can't it be that simple?
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 2:40 AM UTC
At the kitchen table,
All alone, after dark:
The pen, the ink, and me.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
I look for the good days –
Try to make them last,
But they go so very fast.
I search for better “todays,”
Sometimes elusive,
But it is good to live.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
The sun calls me outside
But I am trapped inside
I stay seated – afraid
I don’t know why I stay,
I need to get away
Can’t breath – but still, I wait.
This cannot be my fate
But knowledge comes too late
I just swallow my words
Pens are stronger than swords –
Or so they say of words
That is true I suppose...
What of secret prose?
The words that turmoil throws –
The secrets that keep me trapp’d,
The secrets wrapped around me?
The fear surrounding me?
This is why I cannot be free.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
Leaves whisper to me through the door
The clear glass door, so far away:
“You won’t be so sad anymore”
They say “Go Live and Be today”
Leaves make promises they can’t keep
But still; I dare to hope and dream,
I boldly let myself believe,
In the faint promise of the leaves
They whisper many things to me
They say this cloud will go away
They promise I will be okay
And my dreams aren’t so far away
Bright futures dance before my eyes
They call me, like a Siren’s song
But I know that it is all LIES—
Something I have known all along.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 1:42 AM UTC
I saw leaves through window glass
They blew in wind, inviting.
Has my own summer come to pass?
In the sky, the sun is ling’ring
Ever beaming, it stays bright
And my heart remembers singing.
Sing the song of a summer night,
The darkness looks for a way in.
Run, run, run! – It will be alright.
What keeps my heart beating within?
Is peace merely transient?
Fleeting from place to place on whims?
Is this light truly capricious?
Will it leave me in winter?
Will I be more alive, or less?
I died in my own skin, from fear.
I trudg’d through months, not breathing
With darkness whisp’ring in my ear.
But this, this new state of being
Promises bright tomorrows –
It sings of a future something.
These moments of light, I borrow –
But to return or to keep?
Can it be filled, this black hollow?
Is this a dream, do I still sleep?
Will all this be gone so soon?
Will I awake to snow and sleet?
For too long, I talked to the moon
Just the two of us, alone.
I said: “Maybe I will join you”
Unmoving, still it brightly shone;
“The sky is no place to be,
Stars keep solitary thrones.”
I think I am still trapped – not free.
Summer flits beyond my grasp
But, for now – at least I can see.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC