I am made up of a collection of parts that create the path I take in this world
Sometimes the way gets foggy
And my heart floods with waves that have the power to tear it apart
I am afraid of what the unknown has to offer
I fear I may not be able to counteract the tide
My breath is a whirlwind of sensitivity and emotions  
My spine is curved, my throat is dry and my immune system never fails to fail me
I am surrounded by lights
Buildings
Homes
Roads
And fields of wonders
My family is the root of my love
And my friends are the sun and water keeping me sane
I surround myself with people who allow me to love
And to be loved
I have learned loss in profound ways
And experienced heartaches strong enough to move mountains
I eat to keep me content
And I buy to keep me satisfied
The night is my best friend
I wake up better at 3am
I fall asleep faster at 3pm
I like to be alone
But not lonely
I want to stand out
But I don't want to be the centre of attention
I write to keep my tears dry
And my vision clear
I aspire to travel
Into places unexplored
But sometimes I go too far
And I lose sight of who I am

I am made up of a collection of parts that create the path I take in this world
Sometimes I'm not sure if I'm on the right track
My parts are not perfect and I too often succumb to my flaws
But I keep tape in my back pocket
Slowly pieceing together my purpose in this world
I am human
I am more than the sum of my parts

From the moment I was born,
You have showed me
how your unconditional love
stretches farther than the galaxy.
I looked up to you
as if you were the only
star shining in the midst
of a cloudy sky.
You were the first I’d run to
when I couldn’t handle
the storms in my own mind
But suddenly,
a meteor came crashing down
and turned a switch in your heart
transforming you into
just a light in the sky
that I can't recognize.
A particle that no longer embodies
the power to inspire me.
You've fallen,
but that doesn't mean I have to too.

For some reason
Every time I take a trip down memory lane,
You stand out
It's not like I knew you for a long time,
And I talked to you for less.
Maybe it's because I feel guilty
For the way I let things turn out,
Or the fact that I took you for granted.
Maybe all I want to say is
I'm sorry
And I hope you know that.
Who knows,
Maybe someday down the road
We'll meet again in a new country
In a random coffee shop
And we can start over.

I hope you're smart
and that when you find a nice girl
you treat her with respect
and loyalty
and give her nothing but love
but I hope you make mistakes
and that when you find a nice girl
you forget to call when you said you would
and ditch her for a party
and give her something to get mad about
because
I hope you end up a better man