Should I go back
to that tiny tinsel town
where you and I first met?
Should I go back to that place,
after everything I've done,
to where I know that you are waiting?

Should I keep these little notes?
All from the corners of dinner napkins.
Or the little gifts you make?
Every inch filled with joyous bait.

Taking me back, and forward,
and in every direction
as long as I knew it would lead to you,
and every road lead to you.

But each step I take,
Knowing that it's you,
Makes me wonder how
Important my presence is to you..

And here, I realize
that I matter.
For you have kept me even
with my faults.
and there are many,
but they were never too much for you.

So I sit here, in the middle of the road.
Probably waiting for you
To come to me this time,
To see if you love me as much as I do.

And the cars,
and the people,
and the sounds
that I see,
and hear,
and witness
add up to that moment.

The air, the mist,
The little birds that fly.
The towers, the windows,
Contribute to our
Little scenes
That go by.

And my breath never caught,
nor my soul ever faltered,
for I knew, without a doubt
that you would come for me.

Now, I see,
Your graceful glance
Now turns into a stare,
No hate but love.
Not a word about little despair.

And in that moment,
with the wind in your hair,
with streetlights shining
like stars everywhere,
I see everything clearly.

I see your eyes filled with delight.
But your hands shaking with fear.
I can assure you, love,
I can hug you right here.

I will hurt you no longer,
I will stay always near.
Believe me when I say
that with you, I am happy here.

I touch your skin,
so fair and soft.
You now see me smile,
Like you are the one after all.

And I knew, without a word,
that you will always be here for me.

Now let's go forth and let the
world know
How precious love is
From

You and me

*Together.

Days without talking,
I miss you with all my heart.
My soul cries for you.

I sit and reminisce about
when you could've been mine.

and all I need is physical affection to make things a little better. Come hold my hand, or better yet, just come and hold me. It makes everything a little bit better, a little bit easier.

Could we ever be together?

And I dream of
us again.

its funny because no one knows
the *truth.

Darling I'm not the same as I was back then,
I thought comets and stars were things in the sky
Until I looked around one day to find
That they're in as many people
As they are in my mind

No one is really ever the same, you see
Everything changes you and me
Every thought and action we do will lead
Into another alternate reality.

What if we turned left instead of right that one day?
Would we have met with early demise?
Or would we have gotten that job we had hoped to find?

See these are the things that are constantly on my mind
For I can't help but contemplate how the stars align
To bring us closer together or further apart
Or weather or not you see someone's true heart.

I guess it's a difficult concept for some to grasp
I mean even I am having a momentary lapse of reason

I guess that's just part of being human
Thinking about what's bigger about us
Or what could bring our downfall

So many of us just sit and contemplate what it means to be in this body
And the longer we think about it the more uncomfortable we become with ourselves

Because with how our world works if you're not a size zero through nine you're not worth the time of the males searching for mates.

Or if the muscles in your stomach don't look like a six-pack then you're not a very good looking male in the first place.

But if you sit and think about how to make this world crumble
You'll see how everyone thinks they're nothing.
But if you tell a girl or guy they're made of stardust and clear skies
They'll laugh and call you a dreamer.

Maybe I am,
Or maybe that's what poets are
Dreamers who think the world is pretty terrible
So they string lines together to create a scenario to help others see the bigger picture

That everyone is made from stardust.
That everyone is beautiful.