You thought he was the sun-
dripping in silken gold.
you thought that the whole world
revolved around him
but, oh dear soul,
when what you thought
was an immortal source of light
never came out one day,
or the weeks to follow-
you realized then
that he was just
a little burning candle light,
meant to last
for only a short time.

i think the hardest part
of loving was knowing
you might not be loved back-
because trying to cope with
having feelings for someone who doesn’t
have feelings for you
is something i gone through too many times.
and so that is the reason why
i do not love anymore.

/i do not love anymore/

the worst goodbye
is the one that’s never said.
it’s to the person you still see in the hallways
but you both just act like nothing ever happened.
and some nights, you’ll sit on your bed
at 1am thinking about him, wondering
if he still thinks about you, too.

/a never-said goodbye/

i had been trying to find something
in between the texts you would send me.
i had been searching for answers
in the way you would talk to me.
i was driving myself mad
looking for something that wasn’t there.
thanks for leading me on,
after i said not to.
guess that’s what all the guys do
now-a-days.

/now-a-days/

‘i’m over it’
is something
i would say
to everyone
that would ask
because i knew
if i told the truth
i would never move on.
but, man, i’ll still try
to convince myself
that i’m over it.

/i’m not over it/

she was a diamond
but all you could see
was the coal surrounding her

/the second/

don’t insult me
for loving too strongly
or caring too deeply
or laughing too loudly
how dare you try and tell me
my big, wild heart
is a bad thing.

/big, wild heart/