When I stare into your eyes and you stare back into mine
I don't just see the surface , I see the galaxies that they hide
And for those fleeting moments
I know not of harming thoughts
But rather the cosmos
The stars , your eyes have caught
It's as if you've swallowed the night
Just to taker breath away
The universe is endless
And my feelings are the same
Striking depths of space I see
Your eyes provide this view
What do you think as you search mine ?
All I think is , " I love you "

it's weird that Brits say "chips" instead of "french fries",
and it's sad that your dad says "you're hopeless" instead of "I love you".
it's weird that the sun pokes up out of the ground at different times everyday,
and it's sad that it hurts more when you poke your finger than when you run the blade down your skin.
it's weird that the sun still shines when it's 3 degrees outside,
and it's sad that 3 am is filled with thoughts of agony and your pillow is stained with the salt water from your eyes.
it's weird that there's 365 days in a year but it dreads on feeling like 1,000,
and it's sad that the pills that are supposed to make you feel better for your depression only make you want to swallow 365 more to make the pain go away.
it's weird that you're forced to go to school with ignorant teenagers that have no idea what they want in life besides getting high,
and it's sad that those teenagers romanticize self harm and depression like it's beautiful to have demons in your mind eating away your sanity.

A separation of fragments
And a joiner of phrases
A brief pause for the white background to scream.


My thoughts are written in black
While my mind races in the white.
Look at the sky.
Were I to record my thoughts on the night -
they would disappear
And my mind would shine like each star.
Let my thoughts vanish, my mind go free
And fill the rest with nothing
But space.

You make me feel like
The world isn't as dark as
It always had seemed