it's nice to see your name flash on my phone every once in a blue moon

it's nice to know that if we have a conversation i have to be the one to start it, always

it's nice to know that you are thinking of me when you never text or call

it's nice to know that i actually mean something to you



i think i forgot the definition of the word 'nice'

hello again,
do you remember me?
i missed those blue eyes,
and that crooked smile

goodbye again,
and again,
and again.

if you could read my mind,
would you want to know what i am thinking?
would you be to nervous to even try?
would you want to know why there is a twinkle in my eye?
would you want to know how it feels to be with you right now?
would you want the honest truth?

or

would you sit and hide from true feelings?
run scared of commitment?
be an ******* because of it?

if only

right?

i can picture this how i want to
i can see you there
with rose petals in your hands
and your love for me on your chest
i can see you walking towards me
with confidence in hand
i can see us together
lying next to one another
and staying like this forever

pardon me,

my imagination gets carried away

I think I saw you in my sleep
as you held me close, you did not keep
the quiet whispers in your heart
flutter around the room like a dove
upon these words I faintly saw
the loneliness inside your heart
it did not move, it did not creep
it did not speak
it sat there at the edge of the bed
with sweet sorrows among it’s head
it lowered it’s eyes to the floor
and said “I cannot take this anymore”
and once the loneliness fell
and hit the ground
you lifted my head and kissed me so
softly letting me go
I see you now in my dreams
as I sleep
as I sleep