What you seem not to understand,
Is that I fell in love,
With the girl,
That smokes cigarettes,
The girl,
That smiles at me through,
Her natural curls.
The girl that laughs,
At unnecessary times.
The girl that tells me her pains,
And her ambitions.
The girl that,
Didn't care what others thought of her,
Not even me.
The girl with crowd-splitting confidence.
The girl that stole me with a glance.
The girl that leaped wholeheartedly,
At every obstacle that dared face her.
The girl that,
Wears no make up,
Neither on her soul,
Nor her face,
Nor her thoughts.
This girl is without a doubt,
The absolute most beautiful creation,
To have ever existed.
I fell in love with the girl that,
You seem to so hastily run from.
I fell in love with a girl that,
You seem to hate.

"I love you,"
Is not a greeting, nor sign of affection.
For these things have limits,
And Love is limitless.

Not bound by time,
Nor reality.
Love has no boundaries.
Nor explanations.

Love is not bound by age,
Nor species,
Nor Gender,
Nor words.

"I love you,"
Is not a greeting, nor sign of affection.
For these things have limits,
And Love is limitless.

I've got incisions,
From my intuition,
Telling me to grip,
This bare blade tightly.

I constantly contemplate the killings.
Never someone I know,
Always strangers.

I envision the moans they'd make,
If I ever came to commit.
When I bare blood upon my blade,
And bring to life my first offense.

It's hardly out of anger,
Simply misplaced aggression,
And overprotection,
Of every type of human danger.

I see my psychiatric state,
Is unstable.
And if it ever came to it,
I know that I'd be able,
To draw upon a passerby,
With only bad intentions.
And create a ******* carcass,
Out of a criminal on a mission.

My mind is moving much too fast,
To ****** a slippery slumber.
So I'll ache and wait,
And watch my brain wither,
As loneliness quenches its hunger.

Today,
You spoke those oh so divine words.
The one's I'd been longing to hear,
Alas, directed towards me.

I asked you of what your mind,
Was so thoroughly focused upon,
And you grinned in skepticism.
At that point I knew.

I knew you were going to articulate,
Those words I'd die to hear.
And I swore that I wanted to hear them.
Until you finally surrendered.

"I was thinking about...
How much I love you," You said.  
My reply, "Good.
Because I was thinking about the same thing."

"I love you too."

I knew I should have told you,
The second I saw you today.
But, as you were,
I was skeptical.

Wrongly so,
For I knew it was my destiny,
To tell you on that day...
Regardless of your reply.

I was afraid it was too early,
But now I realize,
It was almost too late.
It was too late.

I should have told you,
As soon as I knew.
It may have solved everything.
But I didn't.

For that, I apologize.
But I vow to love you,
Until there is not a drop of love,
To be found on this Earth.

Until then,
I will search the morning dew,
Every rain cloud,
And every puddle...

I love you.
It was too late to be early.
Yet, nonetheless,
I mean all three words.

Distance,
Oh what a tyrranous being you are.
So tempting and teasing.
So tiresome and misleading.

You, distance...
You, will break me.

You do not make the heart grow fonder,
For my heart grows weary,
Not stronger.

You dangle my love just beyond my reach.
And patience is something you fail to teach.

You, distance...
You, will break me.

Why must a good soul,
Be imprisoned in a perishable body?
Why must time be limited,
For those that do the world well?
Why must death be an obstacle,
Instead of an option?

Haiku's can be fun,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator.

Why must a poets' mind arise,
When the sun and moon align?
4am knows all,
And insomnia resolves,
All of his secrets,
And he prays that she will keep them.

Ha. Your doubts amuse me.
And your accusations are entertaining.
To leave you is as much death to me,
As it is to you.

I feel no obligations,
Except for that of fulfilling my duty,
As your partner.
That's what we are, right? Partners?

You are my better half.
I see in you,
All that I've failed to achieve.
All that I've failed to become.

I lie not when I tell you,
Your love is reciprocated.
I lie only in wait,
For you to realize all that I am.

...Or all that I'm not.

I know the pain of unrequited love.
And also of losing one I loved.
But this is not the same.
This is requited and real.

Doubt us not.
For my intentions are not pure,
But good-hearted.
And I intend to be here for a long, long time.

I've felt what it is like without you,
I've been forced to imagine if you were gone.
And I could not bear it.
So why would I bring it upon myself?

I took that vow when I spoke those 3 words.
Not as an obligation,
But as a privilege.
And that is a vow I plan to keep.

You're a part of me now.
The best part.
I need you,
Much more than you need me.

I've seen your faith quiver,
In many things.
But I do not, will not,
Be one of those things.

Have faith in me.
Have faith in us.
For I love you,
And you love me.

What else could we possibly need?

I sit watching the clock.
Restless. 30 hours. No sleep.
I cannot go back to that place.
I cannot let my mind take over.
I cannot let my subconscious,
Reignite itself and blaze,
The images back into my head.
I cannot venture into my own mind.
So I stay awake for as long as possible.
Because I fear sleep.
I fear the nightmares.

I used to know my way around a keyboard,
Now I can hardly even remember how to use a pen.
I used to have so much to say.
So much that I thought the world needed to know.
What happened?
Did I all of a sudden make the decision that I would no longer croon over my love for my lady?
Or did I finally run out of things to say?
I guess neither...
Because, well,
Here I am.
Finally writing again...

When I envision pain,
I do not see myself nor my past.
I see white walls,
Strange people,
And odd, complicated machines.
I see a flash of red,
A pool of purple,
And a poisonous green.
My pain is not mine.
Your pain is mine.

It kills me to see,
That you and I are the same,
Yet you went through so much more,
And I, nothing.
Yet, there you are.
"Fixed,"
And I still malfunctioning from time to time,
With no socket wrench or duct tape in sight.
I still see the flashes from time to time.
Not the red or purple or green.
But the flashes of my old self.
The me that comes out when I'm not with you.
And it's weird that today,
Was the first time I've ever seen these,
When I was with you.
It was discomforting.
To know that you're not completely steel.
That I can still be reached.
To know I'm still broken,
Even with my force field to protect me,
And my super glue to keep me together.

I pray that I never again,
Have to endure your pain.
To see those white walls,
To hear your muffled voice on the phone.
To know that you are a stranger,
Yet less strange than your surroundings.
To know that I will not see you,
For at least a week,
And be completely helpless about it.

I changed my mind.
And my prayers.
I pray that I can endure,
Every bit of your pain,
So that you don't have to.
I pray that I remind myself everyday,
Of that flash of red,
That pool of purple,
And that poisonous green.
So that I can learn to forget to feel the pain,
And simply endure.

I swear you're like the ocean,
A beauty on the surface,
Yet...
If I can dive deep enough,
I know that I will find,
A beauty that not many people will ever see.

I don't need you,
Nor your ******* respect,
You are you,
Which is why I left.

Reflection.
In what does this action possess?
In a woman,
A man must reflect.

Every action committed,
In a woman,
A man's must be requited.
In order to succeed.

For a woman wants a man,
And a man wants a woman,
She draws truth from his hands,
And lies from his stomach.

For a woman's actions,
A man must reflect,
In order for the man,
To gain some respect.

Chivalry isn't dead,
And to him,
He feels he must resurrect,
The art, for it was hers from the start.

Most days I just want to come home to,
Find you in my bed,
And just fold myself around you,
And leave the blankets on the floor.
Each other is enough to keep us warm.

But what I want is rarely what I receive.
And so it's another bowl,
Then off to scramble for my keys,
And hope for the worst.

Sometimes I'll find myself looking for an escape,
Then realize there is only one.
And that is the path of the selfish and the weak,
And I am neither.

Far from brave,
But farther from cowardly.
I could daze for days,
And let misery shower me.

But once again,
I'm alone, radiating hate,
For this distance that,
Seems to obstruct our fate.

Once the passion in my eyes burns out,
Once you've realized I'm unworthy...
It's another bridge incinerated,
But let's be honest, I was never that sturdy.

9 cigarettes,
9 hours.
And this love dies with my last pack.
For I cannot let,
The venomous things in life,
Take mine.
I will be poisoned no longer.
For this time...
Mind outsmarts,
The heart.

We could just fall.
Of course there would be a beginning.
An initial "leap of faith,"
But there would be no end.
We would just fall together.
And never have to leave each others' grasp.
Into space we float.
Eventually stealing Orion's bow,
Just for a laugh- nothing more,
And using the big dipper to make pancakes.
We'd never leave.
We'd be eternal.
We'd just be falling.

Fall with me?

I'll let the poison seep through my skin,
As I imagine you with him.
Yes, I agree it was a mistake.
But it was a risk you willed to take.
You took a bond that to me was sacred.
And rather than kindled it, you inflamed it.
You set fire to my temple,
When he felt the skin upon your dimples.
Now I see you through his eyes,
But fortunately I realize,
That it is nothing to you,
But it is everything to me,
That an unspoken bond was broken,
When you felt him and not,

Me...

Every breath without you,
Is a breath tainted by death,
Yet, with every breath in your presence,
Creates a lung blessed by heaven.

If I asked you to,
Would you follow me,
To the edge of the earth,
And trust me enough,
To jump with me?

How can you be afraid of the dark,
My love...
When you're the only light
I've ever seen?