Fall is beautiful.

But we forget that everything is dying.

They say that from the ages of 18 to 23 you meet a lot of temporary people.

To be completely honest,
I hope that I will not be just another chapter in your book,
And I hope that I will never be just another story in your amazing life.

I have met enough temporary people in my life,
And I don't want/need you to be another one.

This rain is for the Winter.

How can I let
The demons from the past
And the ghosts inside my head
Keep me
From enjoying what has been placed in front of me.

She looks at me not with love, but with hate. . .

I was
and always will be
just another
face in the crowd.

There was no light in sight.
There was no fire to follow.

For we became the fire,
And then became the sun.

I may have failed,
But I didn't fall.


2015,
I will fail,
But I will not fall.

If this is all a lie,
Then this would be the sweetest lie
I have ever tasted.

If what we have is not love,
Then may I never know what love is.

And out from her mouth
Came the kind of song
That connected the heavens and earth,
The mountains and sky,
And space to eternity.
Her love didn't make sense,
But it was perfect.
The kind of perfect that left you breathless
After a good hard ****.
The kind of perfect that left you gasping for air
After the world has tried to drown you
And all the stars were cheering you on.
Poetry, and rainbows
Are not suppose to make sense
But if you look at it
From a different perspective
Then maybe,
Maybe it will.

Faithful You have been,
And faithful You will be.

We forget the things we want to remember,
Yet we remember the things we want to forget.

Turn up the volume.
Drown out the thoughts.

Let me kiss you until
We forget whose air we are


*breathing

We stood on the edge,
"One, two, three, we jump," I said.
I jumped. You didn't.

You'll leave.
Whether it be you take your last breath here on earth,
Or as I watch you fall in love with another.

Whatever it may be,
Just remember these moments,
These stories
We are creating.

Let it engrave itself into your heart
And let it flow through your veins.

**** the boy

Before he kills you

I'd like to have *** on the beach with the one I love with the stars above us and nothing but her body and the cold sand under us.

when I am with you,

the world doesn't exist.

I miss the way our voices tore away at the silence around us.

Why ruin something so beautiful?

I didn't fall for you,

I ran for you.

And if I were to say
What my heart, mind, and soul
Has been dying to say
For all this time
I wouldn't know how to stop.

Maybe it is too soon,
But if you knew.

If you knew.

I desire to be known,
But I fear when they get too close.
I desire to be found,
But I fear what they'll say when they see what (who) they found.

"Is she the one who captured your heart?"

No,

She's the one who helped me pick up the pieces.

I love the way our lips dance to the cadence of our hearts,
When our words are not enough.

where are you. . .

There will always be that one person who will touch you in those deepest, darkest places that no one has ever touched before.
There will always be that one person who, whenever you hear their name, will break your heart all over again.
And along with the heartbreak, the memories of you and them will flood your mind once again.
There will always be that one person who you will literally tear down all your walls for.
The person who can bring down the rain, and then call down the fire.
The person who you would do anything just to feel their hands again,
And feel them right next to you.
There will always be that one person who broke your heart,

"No wonder they all left."

I
can
never
get
enough
of
you

People fear losing friendships.

I fear missing the opportunity to tell someone that they are *loved.

I should be sleeping,
instead of waiting for you to reply.
you're probably sleeping.
i want to sleep too,
but i can't.
i can't.

They say too much of one thing
Is a bad thing,
But I can never get enough of you.

With you I can feel everything.
Black,
White,
And every shade of gray in between.

If her love is an ocean,
Then I am drowning.

I know how to swim,
But I don't mind inhaling her waters.

I just want someone to hurt for me.

They can have the world.

We'll create our own.

Our bodies,
And our souls were tangled.

out of nowhere,
came down from his throne in heaven,
and found me in the upper room.
in the midst of the storm,
in the midst of the chaos
he slipped through the walls surrounding my heart,
and whispered,
"I love you so much.
I love you so much.
I love you so much."

Why waste my words on the dead?

Why construct and string together beautiful lines for the ones who brought me pain?

If you didn't want it then,
Why would you want it now?

Is it strange that I find more comfort in the dark,
Than I do in the light?

Is it strange that I feel more at peace in the dark,
Than I do in the light?

Is it strange that I feel whole in the dark,
But not in the light?

Is it strange that I have found love in the dark,
And love has somehow, miraculously, found me?

The hallways of my heart still whisper your name.
Tucked away inside the crevices of my soul,
Are the memories you and I made.
Buried away in the back of my mind,
Is your bones and a picture of the way you looked that night.

If they ask, "What is the best part of your life?"
I'll point at your tombstone and say,

I killed myself a long time ago.

but the more I write,
the more I remember.

I traced the outline of your fingers,
and I forgot about every single hand that had broke my heart.  

I tasted your lips for the first time,
and I forgot about every single goodbye that was ever said to me.

I looked into your eyes,
and I seen the next sixty years of my life.

Dance with me

As I set our hearts on fire

Always getting the short end of the stick.

Kiss the stars on her arms,
And you'll understand why
The sun is millions of miles away.

What is the point of love
When all it does is leave.

she was the moon,
I was the ocean.

she pulled,
I pushed.

she stayed silent,
as I raged on.