In a perfect world
Time would be tangible
I could relive the sweet moments a million times,
Feeling the same fire of emotion as I felt before

I could use the hindsight of what I’ve learned to see and do things differently
To return to a place in the past with the wisdom I have now
To alter the course of timelines and erase the wrongs

All to conjure a future just as I dreamt it,
With all the beautiful fantasies I had of us
And every blissful moment in between

A race from past to future,
trying to create what the present could be,
If only in my own imagination.
If only time could work differently.

the best and the worst part about missing you
is that I only think of the good times that we had together

the words you’ve written are forever etched onto the walls of my mind.
frozen in time — the person I always wanted you to be, the love I always wanted to see, is trapped inside your own poetry.
but even still, I occasionally find myself tracing my fingers over the etchings you’ve left.

So effortless it came, hurling its way through each barrier I had fought so hard to keep up.
It held me tight in a familiar but long forgotten wave of emotion.
The sweet embrace of his touch, the most secure feeling of being wrapped in his arms, the way his lips felt when they were pressed against mine...
Amidst all of my emotions for a new love, it all came rushing back to you, just for a moment that seemed to last forever. Perhaps it was because I hadn’t felt these things since I was so in love with you..
The way he would gaze into my eyes and light up at my smile,
his gentle touch and soft spoken demeanor,
his infectious smile that would make me nervous every time..
It had been years since I had felt these very same things with you, the same traits and characteristics I would always admire and continue to fall for in a person.

Swiftly as it came, the big beautiful wave of emotion was gone even faster. In hindsight, were my feelings so strong because they reminded me of you? Or because I missed the feeling of being happy and in love and all of the beautiful waves of emotion that came with it?

So it wasn’t love, it was just a wave of emotion and nostalgia that came crashing,
beautiful and devastating just the same.

never mix a poet and an artist.
he whispered to me, his words mix like
paint in his head to form a beautiful
sunrise.
"two pretentious people can never
get their way,
we're two busy expecting the other
person to make a move".
i'm too scared to let him get close,
i'll write about him,
i won't be able to forget about him,
and all i want to do is act reckless
at night and pretend
i'm good in the morning.
i wonder what games i'm playing this time.
maybe i wanted to kiss him,
maybe i didn't.
my brain can't make it's mind up.
i'm fickle.
all i know is an emotion in the moment,
and i tug on it,
i won't let it go.
if i can feel anything at all,
let me feel it.
so i'll play with his hands and he'll shake
his head and complain i never know
what i want,
and our heads lean in and i tell myself
i won't kiss him,
and something twists in my stomach,
and i tug, i tug.

You make me laugh,
When I want to cry.

You make me live,
When I want to die.

You make me smile,
When I want to frown.

You turn my world upside down,
With every kiss we share.

You believe in me,
When no one else does

When you call my name,
I begin to blush.

When I'm with you,
Time seems to fly by so fast.

I'm afraid people will notice,
I need you so much.

I need you more,
Than you believe.

I love you,
More than you conceive.

I think about you,
Every night and day.

I only hope,
My life can stay this way.

I don't want it to be any other way,
Can't see it being any other way.