You're like a loose cannon
In the middle of peace

Every time
I run into you
I'm left incomplete

You shoot the hell out of me
When I even glance your way

I must avoid you
I guess
I must
Stay away
Before you
Shoot
My
Head
O    F  F

You're not afraid of eye connection,
Or something called a "sensitive topic",
Like an open door,
You let me in,
Sweet little sunshine, you're my best friend.

Flitting through the trees,
Never staying in one place,
If only I could grab a hold of you,
Have you shed a little light to warm my face.

Sometimes it gets so chilly,
My fingers cramp and I feel I could die.
At these times, summery sunshine,
I think of you,
And I know I'll be just fine.

Diving into a draining pool.
I take my leap like all the others
Into this small, yet oh-so-large
Brand new place-
-I’m feeling smothered.

“Take deep breaths,
Just practice your swimming.” 
I swim as I please,
Don’t you kick water in my face,
(*******- er, silly)!

I’ll float on my back,
Just glide with ease,
In wait for that one day,
When I reach the drain.

The water’s deep now,
Shallow it will gradually become.
I’ll sink,-
-no air in my lungs.

But I’ll live,
I’ll make it through,
And their faces will fade.
Ones I "loved" so much,
suddenly insignificant.

One day for sure,
This pool will be gone.
I’ll just have to wait until it’s my turn.

Your sleeve gently brushes mine
we are in a crowd-
a train station, I believe.

Our eyes both shoot upward,
to the face of the passerby we happened to interact with,
and it is then that I feel a deep sensation
like the tide rushing up on the shore of my heart.

Everything falls silent,
and then that phrase plays in my head.
Words so tenderly sung with bitter intentions,
"do you feel?"

For the first time,
yes,
I felt.
I felt more than I could ever imagine feeling.
Every secret of the world entered my mind,
and every feeling I had felt flooded down my face through tears.

"Do you feel?"



"More than ever before."