To my bright heart.

i'm sorry,
for the way i let you linger,
in solitude,
of their indifference.

sorry for the nights,
i ignored your cries,
chasing circles,
like I always do,
of unreturned affection.

forgive me,
for handing your warmth,
to hands that broke it.

i should have loved you better,
i'll take this pain and turn it into something better
for both of us, i promise
I'm loving me. . .
this time and forever.

Don't give me up,
I wanted to fight this pit in my chest,
but your hands, built a different home.
a beautiful garden, with a white picket swing,
and two souls that aren't mine,
I am just a ghost.

Don't give me up,
My love, a tumultuous sea of emotion,
of longing, of want, of pain.
this weight I carry in my chest,
where echoes of your laughter bloom,
but not for me.

Perhaps, in another life, in another time, in a distant future.
where sunlight is dark,
where rivers run backwards,
where clocks stand still,
we will meet again.
what is this pain? how unfair is this love. .  

Look at me, look at the battles I fought,
look the wars and bullets I took in silent rooms,
the pleas, the tears, I swallowed in the night,
you would see my hand, alone waiting for you warmth.

I asked you to choose,
what for? I already knew the answer.
you walked away, you didn't fight. . .
you fought for them, and left me on this battlefield in my chest,
broken, maimed, longing but above all loving,
someone who does not love me,
& that is the most painful thing in the world.
-Goodbye.

Dusty pages, amongst sullen skies of grey.
The smell of dry citrus and chamomile in the air,
my heart reaching for the heavens . . .
where your laughter once thundered down from above filling the chasms of solitude, of longing, of yearning to hear you once more.
To feel your touch, a slight warmth against my skin, turns to a ghost pain; for that is all that you bring.
My fingers trace your face across the yellowed photographs, your smile, so full of life, so full of dreams, all gone in a second. These memories that envelope me, free me, save me, they draw me into this dying sea.
As I float, I see myself, fractured, broken, reflecting what is gone.
But its not me, it is someone else that stares back at me,
mocks me, for he seems happy. . .  
& I know that can not be me.

8 Billion Souls in this world,
I continue to choose what god took away.
Longing for the day we meet again.

Echo:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
with the whisper of longing, the rustle of the soul,
I hear your echo in my heart everyday.

Star:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
A shooting star, ardent, bright, shimmering amongst the depravity of my own insanity. Shooting, instant, gone.

Silence:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
This silence in thoughts, kills me, it eats me up.
I yearn for your voice, I yearn for you to say "It's okay",
I yearn for your touch, I yearn for you.

Echo's, Stars & Silence
Every word, reminds me of you,
Every sound, every sight, everything.
Save me, save me, save me,
please, let me free,
let me love again, just say one thing.