On this journey with no end in sight
And I can’t figure out
Whether to turn left or turn right
Or turn back
On what may be a futile fight
Long, lonely night
Trying to see a little bit of light
With all of my might
I ain’t got the right
To ask you to help me take flight

Someone told him
"If it's meant to be, set her free. She'll come back to you"
So he waited.

Someone told her
"If it was meant to be, he'd never have let go"
So she moved on.

Like a cloud of smoke,
My past lingers over me as I choke for air
Until you are gone,
It’s not going anywhere

So for this I am sorry dear,
But I must let you go
You can’t water a flower that has been pulled from its roots and expect it to grow

All of the years I spent yearning to be more

I pity that girl
So naive in her belief
That more would make her worthy of love

I’d rather watch you leave as you starve for what I lack
Than have you consume all the parts of me
Only to have you sickened to the stomach

Regurgitating the love I gave
Nauseated by my muchness
Repulsed by my more

A little

I'll always be a little afraid,
but I'll always be brave if I need to.
I'll always be a little sad,
but I'll always try to help the good
outshine the bad.
I'll always be a little different, but so will you. That's not a bad thing.
Your differences are what make you, you. Whatever happens, I know we'll always be
at least a little ok.
Because at the end of the day,
there's nothing better
than knowing someone loves you.

When the sun is down
The moon comes around to try & hug her
Night & day are lovers
Forever chasing each other
An endless endeavour like no other
They are meant for one another
Hiding their feelings behind the Earth's cover
During dusk & dawn, they blend their colours
It's their love they utter
The moon adores the sun more during summer
In awe of her in her element
Surrounded by stars, he stays celibate
Astounded by her being above par
Far above, yet still with benevolence
No one comes close, they're irrelevant
Shines so bright, she must be heaven sent

Sometimes saying goodbye to someone
doesn't nearly hurt as much
as saying goodbye to the version of you
that existed alongside them.