I know you may not love me
The same way I love you
But you needn't feel you have to
For your love to still be true
For me, it's still an honor
Just to feel this way at all
Without you, I feel nothing
And with you, I feel all

So please don't feel I'm wasting time
On something that can't be
When every moment spent with you
Helps me feel more like me
We don't have to be lovers
When the love we share as friends
Can help us feel so much like whole
So please, don't let this end

Nowhere that I've ever been
Has felt like home to me
Not one place I have lain my head
Has vanquished misery
It hasn't been the places
That have saved me from alone
With you, my friend, I've found my peace
With you, I feel I'm home

It doesn't have to be romance
In spending time with you
A pleasant conversation
Or an argument will do
The way we show we care
In everything we say and do
Making love isn't physical
It's each moment shared with you

So worry not that you don't feel
The same way that I do
For love can still exist in friendship
And still be pure and true
Not one moment is a waste
When you are close to me
With you, I do not feel alone
With you, I feel I'm free

Will you take my hand and boldly see
Just how our friendship grows?
Through good and bad
Through right and wrong
Through times we're hurting so
In sharing every heartache
Working through mistakes we make
Don't let this die
Don't say goodbye
With love as friends at stake

I have always loved
the seemingly insignificant wrinkles
near someone’s eyes
the tiny lines
etched through skin
carving out lakes
and canyons of memories
filled with happiness
and laughter
water droplets
forming a canyon
from years of joyous tears
trails created
by a runner,
wonderful runner’s high,
adrenaline coursing through
his body
blazing trails
through the tiny lines
engraved like an epitaph
on a gravestone
reading:
her laugh was
and always will be
her most beautiful feature
laid upon her well worn face;
the unmistakable imprint
of a life filled with joy

two steps towards the sunset
just a moment after sunrise
the sky looks its best yet
when I see it through your eyes

somewhere in the breeze
a violin is playing
the saddest of songs

soulfully bound and lost we are
engaged in a sense of never
we've become blind at the thought of life
and have lost the vision of forever
you take my hand and kiss my world
a sight for sore hearts to see
interwoven far too deep to detach from beneath the roots of what was to be

Everything
that
is
simple
should
be
made
simpler

There are choices to make and*  choices  that make  **you