Everyday I think about you
I don’t even know you
Your not part of my life
Is it admiration?
Is it love?
I don’t know but I’ve had enough
Of falling for someone I can’t trust

Caught between what I want
  And what I need
    I am in the midst of
      It all
        I can decide
          In this moment
            My future

                                          What will it be?

Morning glides its sticky honey hands
through your window
dances across your closed eyelids
Born into the sunlight that
Burns into you and
Pulls up your glazed eyes,
Pushes you back into your nightmare

The evergreen tree grows
The winds come and go
Raging fire turns to glow
Yet I still miss you so

Gray, the only color in sight
A burnt out star, no longer bright
An old batch of snow, once so white
The mysterious vanishing of the light

A tainted sliver of perfection
The uncertainty of my reflection
Numbing thoughts of your affection
New shades of gray in my collection

"i was happy"
                                                so was i.