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 Dec 2014
Nathan Cross
I'm here, I'm there,
your shadow, your hair.
Around every corner,
sitting on your shoulder.

You're here, You're there.
You've left me traces everywhere.
A scent in every room,
your face on the moon.

When i'm under the stars,
Lights vast like space,
The World shrinks.
Trapped within
Your Bell Jar.
Yet, Again
I Choke.

Your voice still haunts.
It speaks my wants. It pulls me back into,
the place in which I lost you.
I awake in haste, can't feel my face.
I try to feel something, but just feel nothing.
Like yesterday, I'm a ghost.
I fear the darkness.
I'm just a ghost, scared of the dark.

**-N.C.
 Dec 2014
Nathan Cross
The moonlight remembers every thought,
The autumn always sang for us.
After all, the fall is what brought us together.
As the funeral of us tumbles,
it is I who crumbles, stumbles, and regrets,
as well as wishes to forget,
what true Love really meant.
I still fear the Fall, the way I break,
Every step I take is a mistake.
How can't you see?

**-N.C.
 Dec 2014
Nathan Cross
Do you recall that first night? When our love was set alight.
Not those months before of open doors, scared to take the step.
The fall to me is what I feared, I had to catch my breath.

Everything was so in place, and all, right before my face.
You were never scared and always knew, what we had between the two.
How did you see, so clearly, the things…that always evaded me?

It’s scary now how they’ve changed,
and looking back I’m quite ashamed, mistakes I’ve made, and all the wrongs,
Even the stupid rap songs.

But now I know, it’s not the fall, I ever should have feared,
It was the flight, and every night, and all the love we did requite.

Because now it’s gone, left with memories this strong,
it’s hard to let them go.

But now I know, if I had feared, I never would have gotten here,
as close to Love as it was, I still believe there’s more for us.

So maybe I still fear the fall, but never fear the flight,
with endless nights and tiny fights,
Together we could soar.

**-N.C.

— The End —