Oh, what a courage it takes to live in a world full of cowards

At night as I lie awake I beg
To let me live as many lives
As there are stars in the sky

I miss being who I never was....

A picked flower
Slowly draining
However it could never be
You or me

A change of mind
Withering and closing in
A last attempt of reaching out
For you from me

With petals lost
The flower's long gone now
And I get that
We will never be the same

And I was willing to spend eternity’s alone
If that meant that I could have you now
The memory of you would forever be better
Than to have never known you at all.

I wish I could swallow a dictionary and baffle you with the most extraordinary words in existence.

Green of jealousy
Whereas instead we should be
Feeling sick of pride