He stands with her when she's strong
She sits with him when he's weak
He's off to war. He won't be long
She'll wait for him. She's unique.

"My David don't you worry
This cold world is not for you
So rest your head upon me
I have strength to carry you"
- Lazarus by Porcupine Tree*


When the ways of the world
just seem too much.
When everything just doesn't click together
like they should.
Puzzle pieces that incessantly mock
when they don't fit.
When the tears don't soothe like they
promised they would.

When you're up to your neck,
almost fully submerged.
When the fatigue you feel comes from constantly
treading water.
And desperately you try to
keep yourself afloat.
But relentless storms fail not to threaten,
and rip you asunder.

Remember that we're only here on
borrowed time.
And that the everyday's sun will set
after its daily reign of tyranny.
What good are these arms
if they stayed folded shut.
They only invite you fall deep into me.
Now embosomed, I'll carry you to safety.

You were the first boy I called mine;
with your school smarts and **** physique.
Our first date I felt so grown up-
as night came and my curfew peaked.

At school with your arm around my neck-
I couldn’t stop smiling from ear to ear.
The kiss we shared told my heart
that it was OK not to fear.

You set up a private house date;
while your parents were out of town.
I was nervous and scared at first,
but then I slowly came around.

The secret night progressed quickly-
no time to fully weigh my thoughts.
Before I knew it, it was done
and my virginity was naught.

It wasn’t as I expected;
only a little pain then over.
I shyly whispered I love you,
but your mind left like a rover.

The next school day I saw you,
but you acted like I was no one.
I stood with a grin of a fool-
I saw I was only for your fun.

I shared a unique part of me-
I felt I did everything right.
But now I know I was too young
to lose my virginity’s light.

your grades do not define you
your grades do not define
your grades do not
*your grades do.