if i could shout it from the treetops,
maybe i would.
would it do any good?
this
burning down of caverns
this
aching throb of injustice.
nonsense to distribute
that which is not allowed-
an unholy cloud disfigured.
but smiles fill their faces
silence covers mine.
still, time creeps.
crickets chirp.
chunks of ice freeze.

It's been a hell of a year
All I remember is the cold
Sleeping on the floor
In your empty house

Walking your empty hallways
Talking to your empty walls
To your empty heart
Drunk on regrets

I wasn't enough to save you
I wasn't anything more
Than the girl
Who slept in your house
On the floor

Alone in your cold

When three words can mean
Entire worlds of things, from
Experiencing bliss, to
A final reckoning...

Its difficult to express
What you mean to me, when
Words aren't enough, or
We're too busy to kiss...

With rough times up ahead
Work never ends, still
It only makes sense to
Spend my money on gifts

Sip on honey and juice,
Sweet liquor and jewels
Anything that you dream
Ill see is produced, cause

You are my Queen, so (its only fair that)
Ill be fit as a King, then
Ill pry open the world
Just to gift you the pearl,
You see

These three words, to me,
They mean everything
From *** and ecstasy, to
Loss and suffering, but...

Despite the distortion
And **** the fear in me, because
You are all I've been missing, and
I think Im ready to say...
Those three words again.

I get distracted by little things
It looks like I’m hunting love
I know I want Love
But then I get distracted by simple momentary things
I know who I am supposed to ask out on a date
But, seems easier to ask someone else
Because I’m too scared to fall for that person
And get “we’re just friends” as a response.
“Hey I love you why you telling me your dramas about the guys you like but end up lying and hurting you?”
I think
But I never say
I just listen
“Don’t be fooled” I say
“I won’t” she says
Weeks later she telling me the same old stories
“Try me”
I think
But I never say
“What if she is telling me to ask her to be mine? What is she thinking?”
I think to myself
Gosh, I wish I wasn’t too scared to lose you as a friend
I wish you knew I mean it when I say I missed you every time I see you after two, four or eight months
I wish you were mine
Just mine
I fantasize about the things we could be doing if we were together
Then I remember what we had
Were we too fast?
Was it a perfect thing on a bad time?
I don’t know, but
I loved every little moment
I told her she’s one of the best things that ever happened in my life
I meant it
When did we **** this up?
When did we become just friends?
Am I in love?
How can I win her back?

(to be continued)

I still linger at the scent of you,
the smell that assured me of a better tomorrow
but that was then, and this is now.
Memories slowing fading,
and the need to keep check up on you is no longer
I'm sorry we were never good enough,
good enough to make you want us to be forever
But I can't help you be a better you
I wish you find your moment