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.

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.

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.

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.

The memories pound on me like rain and drench me in their happy sorrow and drown me until I am no more. I try to breathe but to no avail. I can't swim. I can't breathe. I can't escape. Each struggle only drowns me further, for if I want to escape I will have to relive every precious moment before it is forgotten in the sands of time. Each memory hits me harder like a wave crashing over my almost lifeless body. I feel my presence in this world slowly slip through my fingers. I shed a tear for everyone I once loved and they all just get washed away with the flood of memories that is upon me. With one last drop of life, breath, essence, I picture my true love and scream out my last words never to be heard. And to never be heard is to never be forgotten, to never be lost, to never exist. My last words were "I love you, never forget me, be happy." These words are useless for he will never hear me but i desperately hope my unheard dying wish I'd carried out nonetheless.

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?

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.

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.

You mean more to me than you should. But I can't help it. I am like a bird and you are the wind beneath my wings. you have the power to lift me up or to let me down. Baby please don't let me down for if you do I'll just defy you and flap my wings. I would love for you to be there with me but I can soar without you

I'm just a shadow beneath your feet. Do you see me? Feel me? Hear me breathe? I'm behind you every step of the way, everyday, in every single way. I want to be close to you. Closer than i already am. Press your body against mine. You're not close enough. Let me breathe you in, hold you in, let you in...to my heart. I don't want to part from you or let you go but I have been there and done that twice before. I'll go back to the days when you stayed with me and said you missed me. But those memories are in my head and they float around before I go to bed. I dream of a day when memories are all that we make and take each one with us to the grave. I saved a piece of my heart for you , don't break it, just take it, and make it, mold it, fold it, into something new. Something you can treasure and keep forever, or maybe throw away whenever.

You are a poem inside my head, just waiting to be written. Full of memories and emotions that are indescribable. We dance and we become one body. We need each other to stay alive and move to the rhythm of our heart beats as they get faster. We breathe each other in and it is like that is all we need for that one moment. That one breath lets us know that we are still there beside each other, and we both know that we will never leave. If we do we always come back.

The heart and the mind interlink. They surge to the beat. As you hold your breathe and start to sink. It tastes so sweet. This feat of destruction. It makes it hard to function. Rise and conquer or live no longer. Overcome the feeling and feel your heart still beating. Don't let it smother you or it will become you. Live Love Die.

The lights are out and the scene is over. I am trying to wash you off my skin and out of my mind. Your smell lingers and it is lodged into my memory. Can you forgive me for letting you go? You left your mark on my heart along with a million other scars. I need you now and I need you forever. Can't you see this roller coaster of emotions and notions and crazy ideas has me floatin' and rollin' and wishing you were here. It gets me so high, as high as the moon, that to this day reminds me of you. Every star has a memory attached and when one dies out I try and catch it and keep it for I am afraid to let go. One memory lost is a piece of you that slipped through my fingers as I stumble to cease it from falling and calling out "please don't go!"

Do you feel the lights pour on us as everyone watches the scene? They want to see just how it unfolds because it is a story that is no longer told. And when you hold me as i cry after yelling till my throat's dry I ask myself why I still cling to you. Why I still need you to breathe and tell me why i love this kind of destruction, the ups and downs that help me to function. Why do i love you when I should just let you go and watch you fall back into the hole that you dug for yourself and watch you as you try and climb out. Then i watch as you give up too soon because you were so close to lifting yourself up but you were so scared to see what happens in the light. You have lived too long in this darkness and i want to help you fight off the demons and dragons that struggle to keep hidden your shine, as if your a jewel that is precious and only theirs but your mine.

Do you remember the angel? The one that held you when your mother died. The one that caught every tear or at least tried. The one that caught the names that were thrown at you like bullets straight to the heart. Do you remember her, or did you tear her apart?