The way you pretended
Is the way
You love her now
The way you didn't
Is the way
You value her now
No vengeance will there be
But baby
You will have to pay for it

Soon it will snow where she is
but here it never snows only sleets,
and ***** little ice pellets
on the streets.

Winter days remind me
how I miss the moon,
how far it is between
autumn and forever,

And how close it is
between you and I,
Proximity-wise,
compared to the unreachable
emotional chasms we create.

Slippery chasms of
sleet and snow…….

                        …..alone..

          and when I finally went home

          she didn't even know
          I was gone,
    
          I slid right past her silent sighs
          as if being loved was
          an inconvenience.

i will never be
as great
as the greats
so i find solace
in their words
etch them in my bones

to know them

and i feign
artistry
for the sake
of ego

in the middle of my days,
in the most random
mundane times,
i find myself
deep in thoughts of you

my mind,
a portrait
of us

my heart,
a garden
where i tend to our roots

i am cautious
not to
snip at the buds
just let them grow and grow
and
grow

So tired of everyone
   blabbing about everything
So tired of myself
   blabbing about everyone
Give me a break
Give me a rest
Take everything away
   or better yet --take me away
--From all of the things that hurt
--From everything, from everyone
So tired of being tired,
So tired of trying, so tired of failing
So tired of wondering, so tired of wandering
So tired

When we were younger,*
we believed the rumors and the lies
until we couldn't anymore say goodbye.

A little older,
we thought the friends we had would be our only
relying on the fact they wouldn't get too nosy.

When Middle School came around,
I was left in the dust
crying in self pity because I had once thought of trust.

At home that night,
I thought of you
how you said to me I'd always be your crew.

Waking up in the morning fresh and new,**
I remember faintly of your words
and what they used to do.