I am from an early morning
where's stars unknown have yet to be seen
in the lightening of the sky,
but I do so hope that you see me
and you look at me and say hello
for I am among stars unknown.

If there were a way to write I love you
On everything
On every surface and every crack and anything else
I would
I would would would.

Circles and squares and triangles
dance across my vision
annoying,
dark,
spotty...

Maybe they were right
maybe I would be better off!

The one thing I want to feel
more than anything
yet it is so far away...

I am a smoldering rage.
I am something you cannot hold.
Touching me will only hurt you.
For I am fire.

songs that remind me of you
are flowy and make me
have memories that arent even mine.

"What Falling In Love Feels Like"
is the first.

Hold me gently
In all the right places
Because I'm almost certain
That your touch would set my insides ablaze.

Too far apart to tell,
one sleeps.
Too soon to tell,
the other beats awake.

If I run fast enough,
Will I ever catch you?

If I scream loud enough,
Will I ever be heard?

If I show you my love,
Will I ever get the chance to call you mine?

Will you ever love me?
Will you ever come to me, and tell me how long you've waited to see me?
Likely not.
But I will dream.
I will dream of your words.

If I were louder
Maybe my "I love you"s would reach you.

You make me feel like the world might be okay.
No matter what ashes burn my eyes,
No matter who does me wrong,
You give me that one thing I never I thought I would have,
in this crumbling world of hate and destruction.

You give me hope.

Missing what I do not yet have,
texts of "I love you" filling a heart that weeps
and it does so weep for him.

Sitting out on the front step with you
Under stars in their last breath of this night
Coffee in hand
3 a.m.
We talk.

May my heart rest easy,
or shall it weep from yearning?
Will it's tears form puddles in the grass,
and grow flowers out of it's tears of want?

I would much prefer soft, for my petals are weak and fall easily.
I am overlooked.
The stars would shine bright above us.

If you speak gently and stay for a while, I promise I will not wilt.

Last I checked the sink
Hadn't been full of water, overflowing
but now I see
the faucet is running because he left it on.