If you take time to be kind,
You are beautifull.

my one wish is
to find someone
who sees the world
as beautiful as i do
with their mouth
preaching poetic beauty
as i have once done
to all the boys
i have loved

I am broken
I've finally snapped
What was holding me together
Is almost gone
Though I thought it may stick forever
I am broken
I feel the pain
My past thoughts have become vain
The way I feel, is considered
Inconsiderate
The way I act, is that of a broken man
This was not my plan
To be in agony
I don't want to deal with it angrily
I feel trapped by the gravity
In this hell ridden galaxy
I start to see the vanity
Of this reality
My anger and insanity
My depression and my humanity
It's all been revealed
I may never be healed
I am broken
My words are now outspoken.

You are the center of my poetical universe.
You are the sun that my pieces revolve around.

I was the one who loved you from the start,
The only one who ever appreciated
The kind of man you are.

I never got to know your heart,
I never got to see your soul,
I never know what's going on in your mind.
I know your name, I know how you look like,
But I don't really know who you are.

Which is why I'd sound stupid if I ever said
I  love  you
I don't know why, but I do.

You are the center of my world,
The only thing that my mind revolves around
When I'm bored out of my mind during class.

You're all these things to me,
But I bet you'd never even given me
A second of thought during the day.

But there's that seedling of hope,
Deep within me,
Not asking for much,
Just at least think of me.

On that dark road, I met you.
That pale green hill flowing upwards
Your awkward walk swaying back and forth
and that high interesting voice bursting through the silence.
While everything in this world might be dim, I saw color.
Our shared art and our life.
I remember those long walks home and the bike rides from there and back
Those hot summer days
when the water came off both of us from that deep pool in my apartment complex.
I remember fall leaves on your trampoline. The springy stage for our practice of theatre.
But now its all gone.

I never realized how much I needed you till then
The world didn't seem the same, it turned pale again.
It was gray and frightening
I felt alone
It hurt
it stung like a deep pain in my chest
No one helped, everyone noticed.
That's what killed me.

Only months later did I see color in the world again.
Other were around me as you sat with our shared "friends."
I was solitary and alone but then I had someone
Not just someone, now I had my closest friends
They were filled with color and love. Slowly they filled that hole.

This is an ode to you...for teaching me to move on.