Dear me,
Don't just sit
Rise, and pursue greatness.

Don't just watch
Go after what you want.

Don't just exist
Strive and start living.

Don't just dream
Work hard and aim for success.

Don't get tired
Keep hiking until you get to the peak.

But the boy told the girl,
“I will always protect you.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
“You are special.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
“Your soul is made of pure gold.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

The boy told the girl,
“I love you.”
And, for the first time,
She believed him.

your eyes look like sunset today

Why is poetry dying
when we still have the gift?
If we still have water
then we still have a ship.
We can sail to the places
these words take us.
We are still shaken
by the words that make us.
Why should we let poetry die
when there is so much to explore?
If only people read it
and discovered more.

They’d waited too long to say

“I love you”.

3 words. 3 syllables.

Yet they held millions of emotions unspoken.

and now that they’d done it, they wouldn’t,
couldn’t, stop

they told each other all the time, at the end of the argument
and before the good news.

In the middle of the storm, even though it was hard to see, and after, when the raging winds had settled on a breeze

before the rising sun turned the sky pretty colors and after it flickered out and faded away into the dark

Underneath the stars that their love had been etched into

There was no love until death for them, because it would never stop

I love you beyond

Being second best
made him feel worst
than the rest

When your heart says yes but your mind says no
It’s difficult to choose which path to go
Easy to advise, but when it’s your time
The game transforms like Optimus prime
If you have to choose between the two
People say it’s something you just have to do
You can’t have your cake and eat it too
If only the future was predictable
Even slightly to predict the best choice for the fore seeable,
Future, Like a sunrise or a sunset or what people will say when you tell them that water is not wet
When you make an investment you should follow it through
From the end , to the start through the middle too
As long as it takes until you reach success
But the grass on the other side might actually be best
It’s hard to believe that who came second could be worth your time
Because she was not first in line
will number one always hang on your mind
Who even wants to be second best
It’s not fair to say what’s hers is hers and what’s hers is mine
Apparently when you love something you have to set it free
And if it comes back then forever it will be
But she set him free and he’s on his way back
I guess it’s clear that the saying is true
He is on his way back to number one and not number two