He shines** like the sun
Most vibrant when few are watching

I should have rose early more frequently
because i wasn't alone in seeing his beauty

Those hours I lay in bed waiting for the sun to shine for me
I should've been out i should've climbed the highest tree
and gave my ultimate attention
Ignored the world's tension.

Now there's a wall that blocks my colours
And my world is to become a whole lot duller.

Please  
I'll put my mask on of "happiness."
When you see me put this mask on,
Pull it off and ask me what's wrong.

If I lie to you,
Which I probably will,
Slap me.

When I slap you back,
Pull my hand back,
And wrestle me to the ground,
Force the truth out of me,
Then console me with hugs and kisses
As the tears begin to fall.

You're like the flu,
everyone wants you,
maybe just to skip school or work,
but really,
your gonna make us regret having you.
We'll try to get rid of you,
but you'll just threaten us,
tighten your grip.
Everyone knows who you are,
you don't care
about anyone,
you strut in here like you own the place.
You'll take control, seize our minds,
as we'll struggle under your grasp.
And when you finally go,
you'll always leave behind a trail...

Why when it's over do we always question what is wrong with ourselves
Maybe, just this once the problem was theirs.

do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.

It's not your fault I never said anything
that would even slightly display the way
I've been feeling toward you,
It's not your fault I didn't say..

You don't owe me any thoughts
or even any loyalty,
how would you think otherwise,
It's not your fault I didn't say..

But this is me writing to you
Telling you
That I think you're pretty sweet,
That I adore your company,
That I want to spend more of my time with you,
That I get jealous when you talk to her more than me,
That I want to hang out at 2, Saturday,
That it's not your fault you don't know,
It's not your fault I still didn't say.