DON'T PANIC
be careful where you step
try not to catch feelings
an apple a day keeps the love away
say what you mean & mean what you say
don't move too fast
what do you like about her?
do you have her number yet?
how do you feel about meeting her parents?
are you even together?

i don't know
but that's ok

it's another rainy night
find myself staring out my window
into that empty street
lit by a single golden light
a familiar sight
of summer's past
though as a cold breeze rolls by
the differences become apparent
i look to the darkness with a new grace
engaged but no longer in turmoil
emotional but still aware
yearning but for something real
and that's something to celebrate
so i'll lay here and listen
because the sound of the rain
rings the sound of your name
in my mind
tonight

step by step
hand in hand

a nice winter morning
in the tepid afternoon

two hopeful tones
one groggy, the other in tune

heading south
toward town

an empty city
full of emotion

a simmering sense
of optimism

'twas all he could ask for

your love is the fearless life in your eyes
your love is the feeling of your head on my shoulder
your love is the one song i get to play on my way over
your love is the christmas charm carried in your step
your love is the late night silence we often bask in
your love is the burning kiss that leaves me gasping for air
your love is the impulsive trust simply crafted in me
your love is the perpetual hug that keeps me coming back for more

i forgot that i loved you
maybe i wanted to?

i logged on to facebook
to look at your emoji smile
before i realized i could look at your actual smile in a picture
although the emoji seemed more genuine

i went to get a drink
i half expected to see you there
for no reason at all

i never wanted to hurt you
in a lot of ways i did
a string of connections
and not even that
that shouldn't have been
i don't want to cry over you
because it wasn't you
and i wasn't me
at least who i wanted to be
despite my past thoughts

i'm sorry for many things
but an apology doesn't change what happened
words typed or written
worth may be desired
but reality is the true expression

so i depart from you,
a few words left behind
others in my head,
to live that good life
become the person i want to be
learn from my mistakes
and salvage some appreciation
from what you saw in me

"i missed you"
the words muddled out as i was leaving
did i really miss her? i wondered
it seemed like i did
i wanted to be back
more time alone
more to share & learn
did i really miss her? i wondered
it felt like i did
though time apart was fine
catching up with others
keeping myself in check
did i really miss her? i wondered
i think i did
who's to say though
it came to mind then
an impulse almost
and that holds some value
did i really miss her? i wondered
well what if i didn't?
and what does that mean?
i wasn't sure
oh well

did i really miss her? i wondered

a dark rainy city
a bachelor walking through
hoodie up, headphones in
the lights glisten in his eyes
a lonely tune in his ear
headed toward the unknown
his apartment possibly
in the heart of downtown
dressed unusually nice
for the lack of occasion
but maybe there's one
he stays busy
among those moving cars & moving people
always meeting new ones
and talking to ones from long ago
gleams of his past lives
keeping him afloat in some ways
but otherwise not so much

a mind of bliss
a heart full of hope
a bachelor in the city

i could have held you all night
and put my fingers through your hair
i would have talked with you forever
swapping stories till the sunrise
exchanging eyes with one another
lips interlocked in a requited warmth
i could have held you all night

you are the simplistic love
sharing bytes of information
without games of deception

you are the simplistic love
a voice of honesty
when no one else speaks up

you are the simplistic love
showing care by example
not just in word

you are the simplistic love
leading with sense
instead of expectation

you are the simplistic love
living every moment
a stirring sentient amonst the unrest

you are the simplistic love
smiling back at me

The content boy visited his content home
Hugging his parents with content and enjoying his content friends
They shared content times with one another and helped keep the boy content
Though some uncontent thoughts did come, but he was able to replace them with content ones
All was content during the visit and this made the boy content about the future

there's so much talking going on
holding your attention quickly becomes burdensome
though it's easier to sink out of the room
not that i ever do

come to be social
stay for the atmosphere
leave without much
except a buzz and the urge to avoid sleep