If you’d only hold on,
To my torn empty hands,
I can show you that pain,
Is not always a bad thing.

If you’d only open up,
And tell me your feelings,
I’ll hold all our tears,
Until reasons do not exist.

You say that love is far over,
The colors of dawn are only fading,
But ever since you’ve loved me,
I’ve felt compelled to disagree.

Love is nothing if there’s no end,
Time’s grasp having no effect,
So let’s make even more of this moment,
Before fear enters and holds us back.

I've been going through the motions,
Trailing behind your footsteps of joy,
Because their scent is too potent,
For me not to respond in some way.

I make every effort to say things,
That people have found comforting,
The problem is it means nothing to me,
I've never cared whether people ask me.

I wish I could start over,
And write meaningful poetry,
Not all romantic scenarios,
But just me being myself.

But it's hard to write,
About something you don't feel,
And if all I'm feeling is love,
Then what else can I write of?

These thoughts in my mind,
Repeat like a melody,
I can't make them go away,
Unless I continue to pursue them.

Love is all I'm feeling,
So how do you me expect to just forget you?
Do you think you're a mere memory,
Who will drift away once all contact is gone?

I could never forget you,
Even if I wanted to.
Your mark is forever tattooed on my mind,
And now I'm left here with only empty thoughts.

So that's why I'm still writing.
Because as long as love exists
I'll be writing about its effects,
Whether I'm lonely or…truly alone.

Do you remember the time,
You called out my name,
And asked me if I wanted help?
I could never forget it.

Do you remember,
When you asked me how I was doing?
And I answered with a simple "I'm fine."
Only because I was afraid of saying the truth.

Do you remember,
The time you smiled so wide
After hearing we had something in common?
That moment changed my life.

Do you remember,
The time you asked me to come along,
And walk with you while I was still young?
That had never happened before you.

Do you remember,
The time we talked love,
And how it was worth the struggle?
I couldn't agree more, especially now...

Why is it that you
Only appreciate them
After they are gone?

Why is it,
That whenever I think of you,
I feel you're thinking of me too?

Why is it,
That when I feel like falling,
You catch me before I can?

Why is it,
That when you look me in the eyes,
I can tell that you're holding back?

Why is it,
That when your voice begins to rise,
My heart just melts instead of matching it?

Why is it,
That when I am around you,
I get butterflies that only I can feel?

Why is it,
That when your voice is spoken aloud,
No one bothers to listen to it?

Why is it,
That you haven't found me yet?
Am I just as lost as you in love's maze?

Why is it,
That I haven't taken one more step,
Walking throughout the path you've shown me?