I need nothing more
than your beautiful mind
for all the rest is simply
a reaction to it.

through text, reflect,
this horror set,
was all inside my head

a million moons were changing,
they were spinning like a top

the sun a little scalding,
and the cats were getting lost

my summer suffered silence,
but my colder winds were soft

and i am breeding guilt
for the things this mind begot

these worms are only eating,
and the worms were made by God

my heart, with little beating,
barely breathing, blood would clot

a lack of light, adjusting eyes,
and laughter half forgot

'neath July skies, i realised,
in living, i was not

betrayal is a dance
discouraged,
yet you still take my hand
to a melody misunderstood,
the rhythm becomes lost
within the loneliest liar
lying safe tonight

He was like
A Ferris wheel
Always spinning
On the same path
The kind of person
You never meet just once
But once
And then twice
And thrice and so on
We weren't meant
to be lovers
Perhaps we were meant
to be friends
But friends become
lovers
And lovers become
"Just friends"
But "just friends" become strangers
And strangers roam the world
She takes the right road
And he takes the left road
But the world is round
And he is a Ferris wheel
The kind of person
You never meet
Just once

"The Fault is not in the stars, The Fault is in me."
- Me.

I want to write you a poem.
It should be funny and witty!
It will declare our love with a token!
It should be endearing and flirty!
Not at all, *****!
It should be about, You and me!
Could it be possible?
You & Me!

I don’t want to talk
Locked
Somewhere between my eyes and my trembling hands
I couldn’t hold the pencil
To tell you.

It fell from between my fingers
And I watched the chance to yell
Hit the ground
— my voice thins with your hair