I'm poor, but
losing everything let me find You,
making me the richest person alive.

I've told you time and time again
Not to run from your fear

Every time it catches up to you
(It always does, eventually)
You're so tired from all that running

And one day you'll be too tired to fight

Very much too soon,
More than 1,500 miles will separate us.

It wasn't until I was finally saying goodbye
that I was scared to see you leave-
Because I realized that I no longer can protect you,
help you,
serve you,
hold you.
But I only wish the best for you and your new adventures-
wherever they may lead.

Now I have to release you
From my arms
Into the arms of the rest of the world.

The rest of the world only looks scary when I imagine you lost in it.
It can be cruel, harsh, unforgiving...
But I believe you can make it yours.

Very much too soon,
More than 1,500 miles will separate us.

Remember that I'll always be here for you.

Be free.
It's what you've needed all along.

And most importantly, BE YOURSELF.
                          Yourself is who I grew up learning to love.

If you told me to, I would do anything.
Does that make me a fool?
Naive?
A ***** who can bleed?
Or man
Who sees
Past his own needs?

I tested the waters
Finding them satisfactory, I walked into the shower without reluctance
and stood, staring straight down at the drain, watching it all wash away.
Laughter, pain, remembrances, time spent
disappeared down that hole quicker than I would ever have imagined
or dreamed
or feared.
So as the water flowed over my open skin I didn’t even feel the pain
the stinging fire that burns for a few seconds, leaves, then returns
just like her.
I didn’t feel that stinging pain
I was already numb by then
just like I always am.
Then I noticed the water flowing down my face, it reminded me of tears
and how long it’s been since I’ve used them.
I was never really good at crying
my childhood robbed me of that
this simulation of tears is all I get.
Then, I realized
just like I do everyday
It’s a good thing she hates me too
like she always has
with so much love.
But it makes me stand in the shower for another forty-five minutes
as I scream silently
as loud as I can without opening my mouth.
How could you just give up?
Was I never enough?
I simply remained, wishing with all my might
that this shower would be my brief respite.
Please, just wash all of our memories away
I continued to plead
allthewhile knowing that it would be impossible for me
and that I’ll alway be here
helpless
for whenever you need me again

Red-blooded love
Blue-blooded veins
You left me again
Purple stains