You take over my mind just as easily as you take me in your arms. I see our future unravel in my head and i wish i could tell you how i feel. Instead of watching my hands shake with uncertainty when I'm near you. I want to be yours and for you to be mine but the distance between us has another thing in mind. We both could have, should have, maybe even would have done things differently if we realized what kind of future stood out before us. But then again maybe the world wasn't ready for us yet.

My heart beats along with the drum in your favorite song. Wishing you were here so I can see you breathe and feel you speak. We laugh and sing along with the wind that blows the leaves of the tree we are under, onto our laps. The sky so blue and the leaves shades of green and yellow. We hug and kiss and say hello instead of goodbye. My heart speeds up the tempo and the world spins as you leave and whisper "until next time." But I sit here and wonder when will that be?

Each petal born is an eternal wound. No scars form on this heart for this heart is already at full bloom. So many petals fill my chest and I breathe in their scent. I need to find someone who can rip away the petals like I would in a game of "He loves me, He loves me not." Until a heart is revealed. And pray to God it is still beating once you are done.

Empty spaces in between fingers that need to be filled. A heartbeat inside a chest that needs to be heard. A voice parts a pair of lips and yearns to be listened to. Eyes that long for another pair to look deep into them and simply understand. A body wishing for a gentle touch. A soul that only wants another to love.

The faerie queen that shows up only at a full moon wears a gown as white as snow. As she moves through the forest she leaves a trail of moonlight behind her. Her voice is as soft as the first snowflake and as beautiful as a harp and flute playing a melody in unison. On her head bears a crown made from the most delicate looking gold. She smells like the nature that lives and breathes around her.

You are a lullaby that has become my obsession. I fall to sleep and spill forth a confession. In my subconscious you are the one. In reality I get hurt and say "I'm done". I live in a faerie tale where nothing is real. I am a faerie princess and you make me feel....Like I have a purpose and I could be a better me. Without you I am blind but with your words I see.

Memories that will defy time. Whether i like it or not you are always on my mind. Constantly pictures attack me with a wave of memories i cant escape. They pour into my lungs as i breathe deep. You slowly and unknowingly suffocate me.