With misty eyes, I now sit in my room,
While the birds and the trees choir outside,
Bidding to ravish my soul with joy,
As I recall my past, or think about my future.

How cruel my life is,
To give me such a feeling-
That I love solitude,
But loathe loneliness?

The moments I live, I die,
And the moments that have died,
Live, and make me sad,
Make me cry.

And if ever was I to be happy,
When is it, Will it come?
Or will I lie still, in my room,
Alone and Weeping,
On these scented books,
Whose pages now feel like blades-
Bright and blinding?

And then what,
Will I die too,
The same way as I live,
Lonely and Weeping...

Someone once said to me
"The sky is sad, just like your eyes."
I've just come to understand this
That the reason the sky is so sad
Is because the heat of the sun
Leaves it's dark depths every night
Just like you
When you left me standing there
That cold winters night
In the frightening depths
Of my own terrifying thoughts
And years of feelings
That visit me every night
In my head
And tear me apart
From the inside out

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.

your cheeks
apples waiting to be picked
your nose
a button holding the threads of your thoughts together
your eyes
portals ******* me into fantasies of weddings on southern plantations
your smile
foaming tips of waves crashing with every word you speak
your lashes
palm trees swaying to the sea's breeze
your voice
honey dripping from the comb
your love
indescribable

please wake me up and tell me you still love me
because I know you do.

a blazing fire can't be put out with just a single bucket of water
but I guess you can stop loving me because of just one other girl