I can see it plain as day
The lust in your eyes.
I can see the way you long for me
Hands gliding up my thighs.
I know you crave my touch
even when you back away.
When you strike, you don't hold back.
And you think that I'm surprised -
But I saw it coming, plain as day.

What I can't see is why you're hiding
that what you feel is so much more.
You never did let go of me,
Nor did I of you.
I love you still, like I did before,
and you see it plain as day.
I'll spend forever waiting
for you to just confess
all the things you'll never say.

Twenty-four missed calls.
I should have picked up the phone.
I could have saved you.

If you're not sure something is right for you anymore, end it.
Leave.
Whether it's a relationship, home, your job or the person you've become —
Just leave.
Nothing leads you down the right path better than missing something,
Or not missing it at all.

I am your panic room,
constant and
never changing.
You built me up
for when you're breaking.

I am your panic room,
your last resort,
but always here
when you decide you need me.

Last year was different.
We caught snowflakes on tongues that weren't bitter,
and we braved the cold with warm hearts.

Twelve months can change a million things.

It's taken me long enough,
But I know now that winter will always come back,
Even though I can't say the same of you.

I can't quite relate to
breakup songs
because you tried to leave
in more ways
than one.

I can't quite relate to
the best of poems
because you burned the pages
in more ways
than one.

I can't quite relate to
a widow
because you didn't succeed
in more ways
than one.

I can't quite relate to
myself, anymore.
because
you were
the one.

In between. That’s what I’ve always been.
In between jobs, in between destinations. In between breaths, heartbreaks — myself and what I want.
Never quite there yet, never too far gone.
Just in between.

That’s the problem with people.
They don’t realize that they exist outside of their own little worlds.
When you broke my heart, did you realize the sound of your voice was already embedded into my memory?
When you kissed her right in front of me, did you know a whole universe collapsed inside of me?

Did you care?

Get to where you need to be,
before what you need to be
catches up to where you are.

Alive people are a lot worse
Than dead people.

The dead are finally at rest
While we spend our time
Trying to be.

"Go with the flow,
Love will show the way."
Just a few of the many
things you might say.

But how would I know?
You're nowhere to be seen.
If love will show the way,
then where the hell have you been?

I wanted to show you my mess
In hopes that you might clean it up.
I wanted to show you my dreams
In hopes that you might believe in them.
I wanted to show you my life
In hopes that you might not leave it.

I wanted to show you, but instead you showed me that

I wanted to show you my mess
In hopes that it might inspire you
I wanted to show you my dreams
In hopes that you might share some
I wanted to show you my life
In hopes that we could have one together.