Shimmering lightly as you move
Lights bouncing off of your high features
I think this must be a dream

You'd never do this
Yet here you are
Moving against me as the night fades

Gestures into touches
Gazes into stares
Thoughts into actions

Last Night
Tonight
Tomorrow's night

Soft and warm to the touch
Your skin under my fingertips
We keep coming back to this

Darkness comes
You come
I come

I spread my wings
Looking left before turning the other way
This time I can make it

Jumping from the spot I perch on
Soaring across the ranges
Watching my shadow fly over the fields

Almost made it
Looking left and sighing
Once again I didn't make it

One last glance is thrown at the place I yearn for
My wings failing me as I plummet to the ground
My eyes opening only to see the familiar scenery of my room

One more failed attempt to get what I want

"You're very reserved lately"
...
"Did you have an argument?"
No
"This time of year I was studying for my finals the most"
'Congratulations' ...
"What's your plan?"
...
"Won't the trip, if it happens, pressure you?"
No
"Your mood..."
Yes
"Are you having trouble getting out of bed in the morning?"
No
"I have choir tonight"
Okay
"I'm tired"
I can see that
"Really? I'll rest before dinner then"
Okay

I want to cry

Looking back there are many mistakes
Should I have looked away?
Should I have shut up?
Regrets

Should I have faked it
Should I have tried harder
Now I sit here
No purpose

Rain hits the glass
The glass casing of my soul
As it begs for me to stop
To turn off the light

Maybe I'll turn it off soon

I said I didn't want to talk
so I ignored you
Too long

I said sorry
You said it's fine
Silence

Ups and downs is what we had
The fifteen days with you were nice
We are over it now

You give me balance
Yet your surroundings are in chaos
I am my own chaos

I think of you at times
Hoping that you are safe
In the turmoil of Catalonia

Everything is okay
Green fills my vision
Wind threads her fingers through my hair

Talking about Friday
As she smiles at me and reaches out
I smile back before turning to the window

Everything is not okay
White flakes brush across the blades of green
He soothes my heart with a smile