The clouds may linger and the rain still falls
but a shift in the air proves to bring warmer drops

A seed falls to the ground and buries itself
soon to grow into something new and beautiful

I turned my head to you just to watch the way you breathe
only to find that you were already looking towards me

Seasons change and with it, people
I'm just glad spring has brought you

unconditionally
my love for you runs
like a river through my veins
a rush to my head
a pain that's not a pain

you are as beautiful as the stars
i just hope you're not as fleeting

If
Only
You
*******
Knew

I guess you didn't know
That you were keeping me sane
I'm back to razors and bottles and blunts
Again

chills in the form of goosebumps
race up and down my arms

am I cold, or is this fear that I am feeling?
I cannot tell anymore

words can go a long way
and as they sink into my brain
I let you in with them

Today was the first day
I saw him cry

It scared me

I never knew
I could have that affect
On people

Is it good?
Or evil?

These intentions I have

Love ***** sometimes

Eyes, searching for the one who will never come
Ears, yearning to hear your soft words
Mouth, wanting to taste your lips
Hands, need to be held again

Mind, can't forget that night
Heart, is starting to crack
Body, aches with the memory
Soul, knows what it wants

You drive me insane.

I thought
I was
Letting you go.


Funny
How fast
Things change.

They tell you to let go
But they never tell you how

Been piecing things together lately,
And frankly,
I'm puzzled.

7 oclock
I pull up to the house where the party is at
Which happens to be your house
And I can see that the place is packed
But I already know that no matter how many people are in those rooms
I will be alone

9 oclock
2 hours and only four shots in
And I am not yet drunk enough to be having a good time

11 oclock
I saw you looking at me from across the room
And maybe it was just the alcohol
But I could've swore I saw longing in your eyes

1 oclock
I left without saying goodbye
Because I knew if I opened my mouth around you my lips would carry themselves to yours

2 oclock**
I couldn't stop thinking of you on my ride home
And I hated myself for avoiding you
The crash of metal against metal that filled my ears was surprisingly enough to make my thoughts stop

The innocence of childhood
Is stuck in my mind.
I remember that pale boy with the comic books
and bowl cut, black hair.
And how we'd stay up all night together
playing and laughing, innocent.

But then we grew up and apart
and we were no longer innocent.
We found lust and we found hurt,
but most of all we found life.
and then
you found death.

I went to your viewing and you looked so good,
boy who was once a friend.