Lay here in this damp grass and gaze towards the stars.
Across the heavens, and beyond the dark matter that holds a incongruous feeling.

Throughout these bones, in the crevices of our broken souls.
There's a moment of singularity.
When it's not today or tomorrow, but a crack in this alluring earth.

We lie between the past and the future but it's no longer the present.
Stars that fall to the earth, and the moon is kissing them goodbye.

Gaze at these stories written among the sky, and realize.
That within these beautiful bones, is a fire blazing inside me.

Melting my bones and fading to the sky.
Where I only hope you'll see me in this moment of singularity.

The moment when the sun is just barely kissing the horizon,
And the stars are saying their final goodbyes.
As nightmares fade to dreams.
And I'm here with you on this rooftop.
With your forehead against mine, hands intertwined, and with closed eyes.
No words to say.
Our gentle caresses and our fractured hearts slowly start to mend.
We become intoxicated on each other's presence.
The last moment of the stars,
And the Suns Ray beaming down on us.
We open our eyes and time stands still.
I see you for the what feels like the first time.
My heart skips a beat and I know that you finally see me.

We have lived a thousand lives,
Ones that we can't recall to begin
Or recall the way they ended.
But I know that no matter the differences between our worlds.
Just know that even if I cannot see you,
Hear you,
Or feel you.
There is a place in my ribcage that holds a place for you.
My heart has built the walls and is waiting for the spark.
To ignite the fire inside me.
When I can feel myself start to stumble on these words.
How when those arms of yours hold me and I can hear your heart beat.
Right next to mine,
Is when I know that I've finally come home.
So if I cannot see the night sky light up with the stars,
Or the moon come to greet the earth.
I'll remember the galaxies between us.
Closing my eyes I'll finally see your smile,
And I'll feel these bones tremble because I only want to return to you.
But I know that when the sun comes to kiss the earth awake that you'll be here.
Where I can never lose you,
In my mind and soul.
Throughout these worlds,
These lives that I've no longer come to recognize or even remember.
I'll know that our souls have collided to create this beautiful place.
That we can call our home.

I was once in love,
With the idea of being in love.
A beautiful thing to any soul,
And then hatred took over my bones.

The idea of love is something
I cannot speak of.
But here I sit saying words that do not grasp.

The way your eyes stare into mine,
How our conversations collide into a beautiful mess of laughter,
Or the way you say my name and I lose all the air in my chest.
Ways I cannot even comprehend in what you do to me.

The idea of being in love is something I cannot speak.
But I have loved before,
In the belief I could never love again.

Then came you.

Cracks in the streets that I roam.
The snow has covered the land in a blanket but I only see red.
Red the color of the jacket you wore because you hated coats, red the color of your cheeks and nose when we'd stay outside too long, red the color of the fire when we'd stay at home.
Red the color of your blood staining the snow.
A memory I cannot escape;
Blue the color of your gloves, blue the color of the morning sky, blue the color of our hot chocolate mugs.
Blue the color of your lips.
The ones I can no longer kiss;
White like the stars in the night sky,
White of the marshmallows in our drinks,
White like how the snowflakes fell.
White the color of your skin when I found you;
These streets with cars flying by as though time could never catch up.
How I yearn to run away but something keeps me here.
I've searched every corner of the place we called home.
Upturned every stone, every paper, and even the one place I'd never wanted to see you be.
Case closed, a ****** in the winter that no one could ever solve.
There's a missing piece and I don't think I can leave until I know that you rest in peace.
But for now it's winter, and I can't stop seeing red in the snow.
Smashed in my car window,
Threw out the stereo,
And as the bitter wind kisses my cheek.
I've slipped, and caught myself before but this time.
I can't get up for all I see is red, and I can taste the blood filling my lungs.
Here in this snow.
Where winter will never be the same.

This heart that once always slept
Is starting to beat.
It's racing and aching,
I've added stones and stones around it everyday just to keep it safe.
But you somehow managed to break through.
Now as it flutters ever so violently as though it's magic.
You've stolen what was rightfully once mine.
Now my old heart is yours to hold.
I have faith you won't break it.
Just like I won't break yours.
I've stolen your heart and I hope you don't mind but you stole mine.
So I'm only returning the favor, and I believe we can rebuild these walls.
To create ourselves a home.
A place for just you and me.

There's a story only we know;
Where some words are,
BIG AND BOLD,
ALL WHILE LOUD AND CLEAR.
or tiny and shy,
being quiet that it's almost silent.
It's AlSo raNdoM anD WeirD,
But It FiTS sO peRfeCtly.
The words that are not place properly still make sense.
This is us.
We can be bold and outgoing,
Or can keep to ourselves remaining silent.
There's also the moments of our random weirdness that brings upon the best moments we can never forget.
Where we know the feelings of love,
The feelings of sadness,
Feelings of hate.
Our curiousness in reminiscing of who told this story correctly.
But the simplicity of intricacy is a beauty I've come to admire.
So please retell these stories.
I promise to listen closely.