the flag proudly walks in the wind
with the unjustifiable justice
that it seems to portray
freedom no longer lives
within this symbol for me.

stars and stripes
became criminal power
and death for all
as the flag walks proudly in the wind;
but it does not walk for me.

Is it bad that I want to hold your hands? I want you to lay beside me with the cold messy sheets of my bed. Hide under the blankets and stare into your comforting eyes. I want you to stroke my hair while you let me hold your cheeks as you break into a smile. Let me see your shining eyes form that crescent moon shape, and let me poke your dimples.

With the silence of the night enveloping us.

Let the sound of our beating hearts the only thing resounding the room.
I then ask you to sing me your lullaby until I fall asleep. I want you so badly beside me in these cold rainy nights. Or when the stars are shining bright. As I long for your warmth.
Let the gap between us be enough. The presence of each other be comforting – I know you are enough.

I miss you so badly even if I haven’t actually breathed next to you.

Don't give your all to someone who doesn't want it