I once met a girl
who became the reason why I was smiling everyday
but I was young
I was stupid and I stuffed it up
but honestly she was so amazing
borderline perfection
but I swear I fell for her
and I fell for her hard
she had me telling strangers how great she was
she was the kind of girl you write songs and poems for
the kind of girl you'll drop everything for
she was the one who changed me
leaving a mark I would never forget
a void I can never fill
and now I just feel so ****
empty

poetry has power powerful indeed
written by the people for all of us to read
many different kinds for each and everyone
there for all to see  there poetry goes on.

all around the world people  give there time
writing down there verses putting them in rhyme
put them down in print so we can plainly see
the power that it gives from there poetry

when your heart is broken tears roll down your face
the world that you once knew is now a lonely place
emotions they are shattered there all torn apart
like the shattered pieces of your broken heart.

gone now has the love that you relied upon
your left on your own now your the lonely one
you must use your strength and will to carry on
time will heal the hurt till all the pain has gone.

then you move along make a brand new start
love it will return once more to your heart.

There's something knocking at the back of my mind
and it sounds like pebbles hitting the nerves if my temporal lobe.

It's tapping in morse code and I can almost hear it
singing all those songs I was meant to forget.
They're slower though—acoustic and remixed
to the dying beat of all our memories.

If I focus on it long enough
I could probably pinpoint where it's coming from,
but I know I'm just choosing not to.
If I focus on it hard enough,
I could probably repaint its rainbow splatters on a canvas,
but I'm just choosing not to.

If I focus on it long enough,
I might just hear your voice again—
coated sweet nothings in nothing but syrup,
but I'm just choosing not to because

you never chose me, darling.

Even until now, we flinch at the sight of each other
rather than letting the light consume us like all the times before.

And maybe I'm just mad at the stars for not giving me some sort of sign
or godforsaken comet to warn me from falling for you the first time,
or the second,
or over and over again

Because it's not fair that you've still got my head spinning
when I cut every single piece of red thread that tied us together.
It's not fair that you've got me second guessing my present
because of the ashes and rotting debris of the past.

There's something knocking at the back of my mind.
It's tapping in morse code
about all the questions you left hanging in mid-air.
The thumping is getting louder and I can't—

I can't make it stop.

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Ah love! You irascible delight!
Stop now, I beg you, you've kept me up all night
It is now soon light, and I would like to sleep
Why torment me so, what gain do you see
You have charmed me silly, and I'm utterly willing
to jump when you say, or while the day away
like I have the night, in your delirious sway

I see you dance, as you often do, and wish I could too
I would hold you close, and we would waltz to the blues
And were you to smile, my heart would be lost
What I'd give, to  melt into your eyes, it would be no loss

I stand a ways from you, and can not come closer
But I am tethered by a thread, that tugs my old heart
just like your laugh, affects my composure
drowning in the magic, as your enchantment starts

If time were to stop, and distance of little import
I'd whisk you away, to a place without towers or roads
we'd bask in the glow of each other's affection
while we sipped on wine, and danced away our woes