Your poetry
Etches a way into my heart
Corny but truthful
Your art
Leaves pictures in my head
Beautifully meaningful
It really is too bad
This isn't meant to be

You spill your heart
I spill my dreams
Reaching for the stars
Your insecurities
Your eyes-like the sky
That the stars hide behind
Your stars-your scars
Keeping love in mind
You flirt-you cried
I long to hold you close-to fix you
Your forbidden love and
Thorns without a rose
It falls away quick
The chase is gone
Just as quick as you fell in love
Almost

Some days
They're just dreary
The sun outside-the clouds in your soul
But you see the world all too clearly
Through the shades
In your bedroom windows
Hiding away
From the pain
The lonely
The salty rain

His tumor
Seems to pound in your own skull
Causing a headache
-mostly fear-
And resisting the pull
To fall apart
Right along with him

His fades scars
Always a bleak reminder
He's not nearly as perfect
As he's seen-not so put together
He hides the long faded drawings on his arms
You hide too
From him-from everything

The food
The very kind she hasn't eaten
Knaws away at your stomach
Not enough words can be written
For her to know
How beautiful
How grown
She really is

So you hide
Because you're tempted to fall apart
But you stay strong
Because you want to save their hearts
You put down the scissors
Pick up the food
The pen
The phone
But still
*You hide

Your eyes are blue
Your problems:
Never miniscule
Why can't I fix them?
*Fix you