Lonely tree upon the hill,
Oh how I wish I was with you still.
Laying in your shadow of hope,
Where a swing is the only use for rope.
And when your leaves rub together,
They make a sound mimicking forever.
Alone at your stump,
Feeling my heart pump.
Oh lonely tree,
You make me feel free

I lied to my mother about talking to you because last time I told her we talked, she cried.
2. My biggest fear is that no matter what I do, I won't ever get over you.
3. Everywhere I go, I find you. I suppose it's because I carry you in my heart.
4. I didn't believe in soul mates until I met you. You didn't complete me, you complemented me.
5. Sometimes I can't sleep because I'm thinking of you. Other nights I don't want to sleep because I know I'll dream of you.
6. You make my hands shake and my stomach hurt. I don't think love is suppose to feel this way.
7. I miss you even when you're not away. I hate it but it's always been that way.
8. Sometimes I think we were meant to be. Everything was right except our timing.
9. It's been two years too late but I still look for your face in a crowded room.
10. You felt like home but if there's anything I've learned recently, it's that home is so very temporary.
11. I never knew craving touch was a thing until I saw your hands.
12. You are the whirlwind of thoughts I could never put into words.
13. I write about you like you put the stars in the sky.
14. I don't want to forget you but somedays I regret you.
15. I don't always like you but I always love you.

You cut my fingers off
One by one, by one, by one
Till my hands were left
with nothing to hold
The moment you left
A dull embrace
Searching for relief at arms length
Trying to grasp clarity fingerless

I ENVY the seas that he rides,
    I envy the thrills,
Of his royal chariot of May;
    Gracing these glistening hills.

Gaze upon our journey, Love!
    Where the stars may gleam
On our forbidden melody,
    Bless this Love, unto me!

I envy nests of Doves,
    That flutter on August Eves,
That bless forbidden Love,
    With newfound Autumn Leaves.

Ajar is the window,
    On the summer’s Eve for me,
The jewels and diadems of Wealth,
    Could never be.

I envy our everlasting light,
    And bells that gently ring
Over that fateful evening,
    That - envy shall bring.

Yet interrupt Spring’s blossom,
    Even when our hearts may bleed;
Run into this everlasting night,
    Under the stars with me.

A SOLEMN thing it was,
    To see a woman white as can be,
And wear, under forbidden bells of melody,
    Her hallowed gown of mystery.

Such a timid thing to drop a life,
    Into the wedding’s well;
A well so bottomless, that it shall return -
    Eternity until.

two months is enough
to forget all what is rough
to prove that I can be
what I wanted to be