Her Face
Oh so Beautiful
The kind of beautiful that makes you stare
The kind that makes you become a better person
She changes everything
Everything about this life is dull and pointless
But that face

Her giggles
So cute and youthful
Every little squeak is adorable
Her tiny voice
Oh so cute
When she crys mama mama
It melts my heart

Lillys the only thing in my life
That makes me feel needed
Simple as that
She needs me
And I need her
When I'm around her
There's hope light and love
My everything
Lilly

Forget me not.
For your presence, I still feel.
My thoughts drift away
And find their way towards you.
I hear that same soft tone
And I know what I have lost.
I am left with regret
But forever more the hope
that maybe I will hear
your music once more.

You said I didn't make sense
but then you stopped to hear my words
not the noise I was making
you felt the way my words carried from my mouth
and it was then when you realized  I was right.
that I really did love too much
and it was also then
that my love made you.
it made you leave

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

I've captured too many words for you
Grasping them from thin air
To place them on your dry lips
(Your silence is no longer my refuge
And I shall be your author no more)

I've swung this axe enough
Trying to break the ice that
You've deemed your shield
(Your ambivalence is no longer my muse
And I shall be your sculptor no more)

I've held you too tight
Tried sewing your wounds
And drew back ****** fingers
(Your fear is no longer my life passion
And I shall be your nurse no more)

And so, you've humbled me enough
I can now accept defeat
And leave you to your ego
(Your heart is no longer my obsession
And I will be your lover no more.)

you don't really know someone
till you've been where they've gone
have known what they've done
and know what they're gonna do

you don't really know someone
till you've read what they've read
seen what they've wrote
and know what they're gonna write about

you don't really know someone
till you live how they live
dream what they dream
and know what they're gonna dream about

you don't really know someone
till they realize you've done all of that for them.
and maybe when they do
they will
know you
better, too

You're the Sun on a summer day
Your existence consumes me
I crave you

I hate who I am.
Because every
time
I look into the mirror,
I see you,
and all of our history
looking back at me.
I hate
the monster
of me
that you helped
create.