I enjoy the possibility
Of love
The thrill that comes
When you finally make eye
Contact
The tingling butterflies
That you haven't felt
For what feels like a decade

It's fantasia enwrapping the mind
Inhabiting the darker corners
Hidden by cobwebs
And sad song lyrics

Cloaked in mystery and wonder
Leaving your mind to ponder
Everlasting first thoughts

Seeking the truth
Obsessing the details
The fine print
That comes etched in the
Flutter of their lashes

It's joyous to feel this
The anticipation of each laugh
The burn of a long lasted smile
Once again

There used to be a light in your eyes
That would shine endlessly in the dark
Holding hope and joy
You never faded

You used to smile brightly
Your cheeks would hurt from all the smiling
They called you Ms. Smiles
You never frowned

You used to be more energetic
Always running against the wind
Hair smelling of sweat and dirt
You were never tired

You used to sing all the time
Loudly from the shower
Disney songs and all
Your voice was never lost

You used to talk all the time
Not loudly, but just enough
From mumbles to jabbers
You were never silent

You used to be happy
Laughing and smiling
Daydreaming and playing.
I used to be.

For so long I struggled
With trying to jumble words
Together
To write a poem
For you
For our friendship

But it has now dawned on me
That perhaps our friendship
Is one that is no longer in tact
It is fading

It is withering
Like a flower
After a long hot summer
Drifting into fall
A start to an end

I was in denial
I tried to ignore the signs
Every small text ignored
Every small shove aside
Every plan unfollowed
I felt it
I knew
Perhaps you did too

Our lives are changing
I always thought
We would make it through

But our friendship
One that has lasted half our lives
Is one that I never presumed
Wouldn't stand the test of time.

There was a page
Full of words
That said everything
That said nothing

My thoughts were unclear
My writing was cloudy
It made no sense
But so much
I understood

That poem was a failure
Ironically, it spoke of failure.
I tried to force ink onto paper
And in return received a
Mess of a masterpiece
A reflection of who I am

I had abandoned my work
It screams to be finished.
So finally
I come out of my shell
I try to undo knots
I couldn't untangle before

Because in a few days time
I will have answers
To questions I've always asked
And I'm not sure I am ready
But I am standing now
Or at least,
I will soon.

Soon,
I will stand tall
I will be stepping...
But where will my feet land?

I don't regret writing poems for you.
The ink I laid to paper couldn't paint my feelings but I tried.
I tried so hard to make you hear me.
I tried so hard to shout into the void and I tried even harder to hear you.
But sometimes things just aren't meant to be.
Sometimes the ink runs.
But it happened for a reason and for that,
I don't regret falling in love with you.

Yet to be born from womb
Society doth define our tomb
Birth be not our choice
Cry of a baby a defiance voice
A child to adult we grow
Shackles of society dulls our glow
Unknown path feared to take
Lost our dreams in society's wake
Compared to others in life
A rat race causing hearts strife
Abused are the weak
Blamed by natures freak
A neighbour better envied
An innocent in vanity deceived
Shackes cast by society's die
Hearts loving tears doth dry
Live to be just live to care
Shackles of society abhors to care
Begs he for food begs he for a life
Hated he for tis be his life
None to help none to care
Shackles of society prevents to share
The need of tomorrow today sought
Society's standards pains bought
A child to adult we grow
Seeking societies conformity to glow
The failed  looked below
The winners looked above
Scandals and gossip talk of the town
To the different ,society a mocking clown
Break free oh heart that rage
Let not thy passion held in cage
For long held by shackles as sage
Time to live thy dream written page

Break free with love not hate
Fear not to change thy fate
Them that laugh at thee may be
Jealous as they can't be thee

Shackles society doth hold
To the weak in vanity sold
Happiness and true heart it doth not hold
Break free thy story ever be told

One. Two. Three
Two people meet
Two. Two. Three
These people were you and me
Three. Two. Three
We fell quickly.

Together, our movements,
Our thoughts,
Our plans-
Seemed to sync together
Like our feet
Mine following your lead
Around this dark dance floor

But little did we see
That by the time
The night slipped away
Our feet began to trip
Over our own
Over each other's

The universe above
Used all their magic on us
But you noticed it before I did
And so we did not leave
The dance together

One. Two. Three
You left me
Two. Two. Three
You were free
Three. Two. Three
We weren't meant to be.

The low rumble
Brushing my window
Of the wind rolling by
Me feeling mellow

My movements are slow
That I don't deny
A vast storm
Blowing inside

I lie here
Thinking... Feeling
Of something more
More than just being

This emptiness shall consume my soul
Every last drop of my life
Spot the poor maiden
Crying inside

Listen to it blow
Watch it grow
No one knows
No one knows

Witness the horror
Of being yourself
Tell the tragic tale
That old book on the shelf

It's pages torn and dusty
Of a story told before
Read those words aloud
Of a person who is no more

Admit what your eyes may see
What your heart can no longer feel
Listen with your eyes
Maybe time is not real.

The lavender scent
Of the soft white bubbles
Fills the small bathroom
Calming my thoughts

The hot water
Turns my tan skin pink
I can feel my heart racing
In response to the heat

Just like my body soaks
In this painfully warm water,
My mind soaks
In the painfully warm memories
That include us both

I scrub
And scrub
And scrub
Begging to be rid of your handprint
Your invisible mark
That you have left
On my delicate skin

I want to be clean
Do me the favor
And leave my body
Leave my mind
Leave my soul
Because it is time
I move on

The dirt that taints
My clear, foamy water
Is a reminder
Of how you have tainted my mind,
My perception of the world.
Oh, how I will never be the same...