The sun rises, the sun falls.
My breath rises, my breath falls.
Am I the sun?

I had a dream.
I dreamt about it day and night.
That dream has faded now.
That dream was you.

Happiness.
I kinda see it in your smile
I do see it in the sunrise
I can see it in the puppies playing
I see it in the rain
You know where I don’t see it?
I don’t see it in your eyes

I am a king
In a lonely kingdom
Forgotten and lonely
I sit here dying slowly
Never knowing
What will become of me

Realizing you’ve grown so much that the things that consumed your thoughts then are just a fleeting laugh now

I didn’t want to be hurt.
I didn’t want to feel what I felt.
So I tried burying it.
And when that didn’t work,
I crumbled.
But you,
You put me back together.

I’m hiking on a forgotten trail.
Waiting for the next sign.
But how do I know if the next sign
is pointed the wrong way?
What if I fall off the forgotten trail?
Who will find me?
Who will know how to save me?

Never enough
You work so hard
Never enough
You try too hard
Never enough
You tell yourself you can do it
Never enough
It’s never enough for you

You may have felt like you have lost everything.
But you have to realize you didn’t lose anything.
That the only person who lost something was them.
You’re still the person you were then and are now and they can’t change that.
Only you can.

one leaves,
And never looks back.
another leaves,
And never looks back.
you leave,
And never look back.

Where do I go when I have no where to go?
What do I do when I have nothing to do?
How do I know these things?
That’s the thing.
I don’t.

How I wish you could see
How I wish you had my eyes.
The eyes that has watched you.
The eyes that saw you then.
And the eyes that see you now.

You never realize how far you’ve moved on until you’re reminded where you were and where you are now.

Thankfulness, satisfaction, gratefulness.
All seem to be lost.
Can we find these things again?
Or are they gone forever?

I want to be who I need to be.
But who do I be,
When I don’t know where to go?
I want to do what I have to do.
But what do I do,
When I have no idea what that means?

Is it a good thing
That when I think of you
The cringing that once was
Is now wondering what could be

I’ve moved on
I have everything new

What once was
Is no more

Then why am I still thinking about you?