When those beautiful, deep brown eyes look at me
I often look away
Those eyes seem to pierce my soul
And almost command me to stay

It’s not that I don’t love you
I feel so many things,
Like passion, lust, pure joy
But it’s the fear that really stings

You see, with this love
You can decimate my fragile soul
When all clothes and lights are off
That’s when I’m most vulnerable

It’s not that I don’t love you
I love you so much it hurts
It’s just.. our Love is terrifying
Because you can see me for all I’m worth

I never expected you to want to stay
And that’s why I look away.

Terrible traffic today.
Long, endless lines of cars
all edging towards a similar
definition of home.

The droning on of the talk show host
made me want to call you
but you didn’t pick up,
of course.

Frustrated people make illegal u-turns
while I fumble with the radio
rubbing my temples
and trying not to lose my sanity.

Finally, I creep to the scene
where the accident occurred.
I see the two cars and I get a feeling
I know that car.

Just as I am redirected
I glance past the paramedics
and see you in that car.

And in that moment
My heart just... stopped
And I died too.

I miss you
And the term "I can't explain how it feels"
doesn't even hint to my longing for you.

You left without saying goodbye-
not that you had a choice.
But, it would have been nice to hear.

Ever since your passing
every fiber of my being has yearned
for your embrace. But... now impossible.

They don't know how it feels
to lose someone so suddenly, instantly-
without even a moment to blink.

That's why I tell them,
"Don't you dare take (insert name) for granted."
Becasue I did, dad. And, I miss you.

Every time we're face to face
You make my heart race.
And even though this thing is new
I hope to spend a while with you.

Your kind words flow so well
They make my heart swell.
And even though I try to write
The words just don't sound quite right.

Oh how I've missed the sound
Of your laugh and voice around.
The short time we've been able to spend
Has been so great - I don't want it to end.

You see, if I were a tiny tree
You'd be the rain
That would wash away all my pain.

Along with helping me (the tree) grow-
You'd make me whole
Just like
you've awakened my soul.