all of the words
you speak
today and tomorrow
are in vain

for you do not wish
to throw rocks at my window,
you know very well
i am already on my doorstep
waiting for you

you love me in songs played
on tuesday afternoons,
gaps in conversation where
three words are meant to fill it
and faded journal entries
dated when time was blind

you’ve written disguised goodbyes
beneath my eyes
and subliminally (explicitly)
whispered (shouted)
to move on, move on, move on
each moment i’ve tried to draw you nearer,
you do your best to push me further away

but even from a distance,
you are still holding on

let me go
let me go
let me go

so i may finally
let go
of
you

In an attempt to get over you
I slept without your sweatshirt

All last night
Without your shirt
Tossing, turning, waking up

Tonight, I gave in
Because I know that I need you

So here it is
And here it will stay
Your sweatshirt in my arms
Day after day

mOST EVERYTHING IS IN BLACK AND WHITE..
eVEN THE BLUE SKY
mY SOUL FLOATS THROUGH ALL MY MEMORIES..
oVER AND OVER AGAIN..
rIGHT NOW I SEE YOU..
iNSIDE A CIRCLE IN THE SKY
eNGULFED IN COLORS..
sUN OF MY MEMORIES..

Along time ago
    it was written
in the stars
    by the moon
and the wind
    of a love that
was meant to be…
    For many years
the stars held
    the promise
and the moon
    and wind
watched from afar.
    A love
written in the stars
    fated to be
A love
   of truth, purity
hope and faith
   A love
that stands firm
   casting even the
darkest shadows aside.
   For it was written
a very long time ago
   and no matter
the journeys of these
   two hearts past
this love was fated
   always meant to be.
Now*
   *the moon moves aside
and the stars part
   as the wind sings
a calling love song
   making way
for this fated love
   that was meant
to be, all along.
~

Red;
Your fire red hair and freckles that cover your pale body;

Orange;
Your soft, sweet kisses that you place upon my cheek and lips;

Yellow;
Your hugs that warm me up when I'm sad or upset;

Green;
Your big beautiful eyes that I could get lost in just staring at them;

Blue;
The tears that stroll down my face when I'm not with you;

Purple;
The passion I feel when cuddling, snuggling, or falling asleep with you;

Pink;
Every time you compliment me, or give me kisses, I blush;

Black;
The pain I feel, or the darkness I go into when I feel alone;

Every color that I have written down,
Reminds me of why I have fallen in love with you.
You are my "Happily Ever After",
My favorite part of each day,
And my sunshine to my cloudy and rainy days;

She's taken your body wash, and used it without permission.
She's used it twice before and
presumed it would be fine to take it again.

You never gave consent.
You even said No.

She's used it twice before so what's a third time,
or a fourth or even a fifth,
she's just hoping you won't snitch and tell someone
she stole something from you...
Your confidence or your peach shampoo?

She lied about the temperature of the bath water,
you were supposed to drown
before you felt the heat,
but you didn't and now you're
tearing your skin to shreds,
Self-destruction on the first date,
how sweet.

She wants you to wash your mouth out,
you said something you shouldn't and now she's mad,
feeling sorry for you is in the past,
the new thing is drowning you in the bath.

Your heads now under water,
feet kicking the floor.
She's doused you with her perfume,
just to see you choke against the wooden frame of the door.