In an effort to be all that I cannot,
I have welcomed my own destruction.

The more we have,
The more we have to be miserable about.

The more we discover,
The more we have to doubt.

Why do we hold ourselves to such high standards?

Why do we expect so much of ourselves?

Do we not realize that the mere idea of our expectations is the very thing that will destroy us?

We be all that we can.
And we find someone who looks past it,
And loves us because they want.

And the realization of that fact, releases the burden of our will to obtain perfection and frees us to once and for all, conquer our fear of rejection.

Have you ever noticed how the stars disappear when you're surrounded by city lights?

Stars, millions of light years away, so vibrant and illuminating that we can still see them, even though they're far away.

But when man-made light, so weak and dull when compared to the light of the stars, is cast where you are standing, the faint light seems to blot out the majestic stars.

Why is that?

People are like that too. Some with this inner light, so captivatingly beautiful, it's as if you can see their light from miles away.

But most of the time, people will dark hearts and dull light when placed beside the wonderful inner light, seem to outshine those that should be taking everyone's breath away.

Yet, even the light of the stars isn't enough.

I once saw a lonely little soul,
No one to comfort him,
He had no home.
Looking around,
He felt the emptiness inside him.
Is this all there is?
Will I forever be alone?
To his dismay,
There came no reply.
He closed his eyes,
Let out a sigh,
And let go of everything he had left
Inside.

His eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness, yet all I could see was perfection.

You are different.
The Best of its kind.
Your simplicity,
I needed to find.
Your charisma,
Your charming eyes,
My logic,
It quickly defies.
Your humor,
Unravels me.
Your words,
They comfort me.
Your eyes,
Entrance me.
Your heart,
It beckons me.
Your mind,
Amazes me.
Your body...
It surrounds me.
Your warmth,
Invites me.
Your hands,
They touch me.
But your lips,
They destroy me.