The time has come,
we're on the other side,
around and around we're
back at one

The beginning has come,
the untold, unknown
hand in hand we're
never going down

The end has come,
the clock's ticking around
we're waiting,
waiting for the sun to go down.

Fingers intertwined
Let me call you, mine
Of what's left from the past
Let us buried it all behind

Had I dreamt of days like this
Ones with the tenderest sun
One of the gentlest I can ponder on
Nothing less more's ahead,
You, what I may call
The truly one.

Some things are to be grateful for,
you're one of them.

I dream in lights
as i will not see your beaming smile
i dream in colours
as i will not see the eyes that drown me
for as long as you take those steps
and you're not walking towards me
i'll be forever dreaming
of you will be coming home
to me

I love you from the very bottom of my heart even on the days where we both do not feel like it, i love you even on the days where you think i don’t. I do.

I love you on all of the days when you’re feeling blue, where you can’t even find yourself within you. I love you on days where loving wasn’t seemed true. I’ve loved you on the days where my heart was set on curfew. I’ll love you, i will do, even if it’s the last thing i do.

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

i have never thought of love to come
in many phases
in a basket full of lilies,
a moment before the sun rises,
or just in time when droplets of rain rush their way to the ground.
Of love you lay upon me,
when the lilac sky turns dark,
right before midnight
before we burry ourselves into coldness in time.