Even if nothing
Ever comes from this.
If that is all I get,
It will be nice
To remember something beautiful.
If all I ever get
Is that moment in your arms,
Then I have lived a thousand years,
And I have led a thousand lives.

At night I feel my heart breaking
As the space between us in bed
Grows further and sickeningly colder,
The truth now exposed and spread.
Tomorrow morning one of us will rise
Before the other knows it is day.
We will both be in the same room
Yet somehow miles away.
And at night we will do it all over,
Starting at the end of the day.
Both of us on either edges of the bed
Wondering why in the world we stay.

To see you
Is to face the terrible fear
That you truly did give me
The best days of my life.
The fear
That that really was
The best I will ever have.
That my time is over,
That you were my only chance,
That I will never find anything
So beauitful again.
Shame.
I am still quite young
And have many more days to go.
That really can not be all,
Can it??

She believed in love and Jupiter,
And everything in between.
Yet the earth betrayed her
In failing to give her a home.
Which is why she bared her chest
To every last element,
Hoping that the dust
Filled all of the cracks in her skin,
And praying that the moon
Tasted as sweet as she remembered.