I wish I could help your wandering soul,
Your dreary eyes and your forgotten hope.
I want you back
The girl I knew
before everything got so confused
Your my inspiration,
My friend and family too
I just want you back
Me and you

It’s been three and a half months since we last spoke,
really spoke, not just guilty hellos
and scattered half-hearted pleas
And it’s not you, it’s never you
it’s me it’s me it’s me,
but you love
me
you love
me
you love
me

And my head has forgotten what it feels like,
but I know my heart is safe with you

Because you’ve never stopped chasing after me
and I’m tired of looking at my feet, telling myself
I’ll be okay without you, trying to navigate
through a thick forest at night,
pretending I don’t have matches at
my fingertips

You are the only thing
that has ever made me feel truly whole

I’m sorry I’ve kept my eyes shut so tight,
but I’m here now and I love you and I miss you

And I don’t want to keep living
like fragments of a person anymore

I’m Yours.

Your hands fit
perfectly into my
skinny spaces
as if the
primary-school outline
of your palm
was drawn
just for me.

clear in the light from the sides of your shadows,
throwing your hammer down.
get me closer and closer
til I'm just where you want me
I'm pieces of photographs and reflections of portraits
capturing your movements on the pavement
I don't know what makes you think I'm in the dark
I'm no more mechanical than you are
I'm struck by the way our two separate ways meet
just hit me with the truth already
(I won't give you mine yet)

It has been so long, so very long...
Since I've seen you,
Some 40 years have past.

Since that first incredible hour in which we met.

I still think of you;
Those big brown eyes,
Your childish smile,
Sweet wonder with a warm heart.

Your every word inspires me,
When you come near to me.
Little do you know how soothed you made my heart.
Such beauty and kindness filled my eyes with fires of desire.

As I grow older,
and time moves swiftly.
I still wonder why our Father,
decided He needed another Angel
on that tragic day,
when, He took you away from me?

I missed you today.

Copyright © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

I really like words
They are beautiful and meaningful
They express my emotions as concrete and relatable
But I don't know what i feel
I don’t feel happy sad angry jealous
I don’t feel nothing
It is definitely something
But the question remains
Is what that something
It is like a rock is crushing my chest but not quite
It is like an idea that is just on the tip of your tongue
The problem with tongue tips is you don’t get your point across
Unless your point is to seem deeper and more mysterious
Than the person you're speaking to
But this feeling isn't something I want to impress others with
It isn't a party trick to take out at boring dinner parties
It is also like loneliness but not really
It’s like losing a race by three seconds to someone who came out of no where but different
It is like feeling for a light switch in a very dark room of pointy object
But without feeling like that at all.
It's like a balloon on the verge of being popped sharing all of it's nothingness with the world
But less depressing 
It's like the sound of stairs that are being walked on but no so definable 

It is