Rosy cheeks
Green eyes and soft brown hair

Beautiful boy
Lost boy

Cold eyes stare
Delicate cherry pink lips touch his rosy cheeks

I'm green with envy
A cherry tree comes to blossom

Baby, we don't talk anymore

I know you're in a town full of rubber plans

It wears you out to think of me

                                                       to remember us...

I hope you'll forgive me one day

You'll let go of your rubber thoughts and I'll let go of mine

We can pretend to be happy again

I can pretend you still care

I still care

I'm intimidated by the thought of you loving another

The light glimmers between your hands, but it seems to fade rather quickly.

And I should know better but I'm blown away.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived".

Walden by Henry David Thoreau

hEY Mr. STARgazer
Dad loves stars, but hates darkness.
Mom loves driving, but  hates traffic.
Brother loves, but can't forgive.
Professor loves questioning, but  won't answer a simple question.
Love has a fascination for  eyes, but not when their teary.
You say you love the sun, but you hate getting burned.

                  Hey Mr. Stargazer, have you ever noticed how people only love the best version of, well, everything? They ignore the truth. Beauty comes from sacrifice. A calm soul comes from a suffering past, a bright starry night comes from a million stars imploding.