There is so much darkness around me, and for a long time that was all could see. But ever so slowly, light began to trickle in. The flash of your smile, the warmness in your voice, the emotion in your eyes -- it was all light to me.
It's been eight months since I met you, and the darkness is fading into the horizon. You ignited a light inside of me that is now a bright flame, and it has taken me this long to realize that I was a light in the darkness all along.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:40 AM UTC
Winter is colder without you. Your hands used to keep my fingers warm and my heart happy. I try so hard not to miss you, but now it's 24 degrees and my hands are so cold and I wish you were here.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
The wonder in your eyes could illuminate all the dying stars in the sky. I've never met anyone who could play music like you do -- you've got a knack for talents I can only dream of having.
I hear a symphony of world-class musicians when you sing, and see the patient sunsets when you smile.
Your hugs make me feel hope inside my heart. Your hands make me feel a kind of happiness that lasts for hours.
I love you, but I have to let you go for now. My dreams are filled with futures of you, but I have to let myself see the possibility of futures without you.
I cannot let myself say the goodbye I know I need to move on from you. You don't have to know that I am letting you go. I'm not going to tell you.
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 3:04 AM UTC
I don't know how this
cycle of anxiety
took over my life.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
sing me the song of your sadness
and i will harmonize,
taking your pain
and making it beautiful.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:35 PM UTC
Hold on tight,
don't let go.
I don't want my fears to show.
Just shut your eyes
and breathe slow;
pretend everything is alright.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
I am a glacier:
icy white and light blue,
the color of frostbitten lips in the winter.
You can only see the best of me,
because I hide most everything
beneath the surface.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC
My heart is a garden
and you have trampled on my flowers
instead of tending them.
You cut the stems
when they were already broken,
leaving petals trailing behind your footsteps:
nothing but a sad reminder that you left without looking back.
I should have locked the gates
instead of letting you in,
but I thought you had the seeds for the flowers I was missing.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
the shade of your eyes
has become my favorite color
and i catch myself wondering
how you would describe mine.
you stole my heart
with your stories and sweet melodies
that linger in my soul
to grow into song.
i keep trying to rhyme with your name
but to no avail,
because no word could be as beautiful
as the syllables that claim it.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
a tally on my wrist
for all my fears and failures,
a curse for each time
my words go neglected.
a feeling of nostalgia
for all those that left me,
and an eternal mark on my heart,
for all the times I've felt broken.
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 1:22 PM UTC