I would bottle
a little bit of your voice
to hear whenever I wish

To hear I was always
in your eyes, always
visible when I felt unseen.

This warmth
is so safe, and I
never want to leave this space

Where we exist, together,
understanding
and feeling our thoughts.

I thought

only one person

made me feel

like this,

but

I could listen

to your voice

for ages,

and your warmth

is so safe and right.

I'm just so scared,

for I still care

the same way

for another.

These worlds,

slowly separating,

are getting harder

to bridge.

It hurts to stretch, but

it hurts more to think

of losing either side.

I feel the change,

smell the mist that's

begun to coat my face.

I just wish I knew

what's hiding under the wave.

When did the storm hit again?

My head got pushed under,
and suddenly I'm caught
in the relentless current
of swirling thoughts.

Drowning,
that's starting to sound nice,
but I remember the sun above,
gleaming warm beams
to remind me of love

It's so hard to reach
for the sun's warmth
When I can't even breathe,
so the cold fills my lungs
as I sink too deep.

you're
stuck
in
my
head
as
though
planted,
growing
and
invading.

I
don't
want
to
clear
you­
out.

and if I wrote a poem about you,
would you ever know?

I don't know,
but you shine so bright

it's impossible not
to feel inspired

I hope I never
lose sight of you.

this warmth
is so precious

and I'm terrified of
snuffing it out

but you
hold me here

and I feel
like I could run

into your arms
any day.

foolishly drawn
into the same trap

it's so easy
to be excited

but suddenly
sink into the cold again

and fall back
on old habits

the silver bite
is too familiar.