Like a newly formed dandelion, it is beautiful.
Entwined with the glistening rays of the sun.
Such youth, such aspiration, you stand tall and strong.
Though when an unexpected gust takes presence, you fall apart.

Your remains are scattered far and wide,
and they grow on their own.
You're seen, there, there, and there.
You're letting go.

You're re-growing. Into a stronger, more secure dandelion.

- High School Relationships?

The loss of one brings the feeling of sorrow.
Your days dim, your life becomes melancholy, and you would wish for nothing more...
Nothing more than tomorrow...
When would life return to when it once was?

The feeling of loss drains you from the core.
The days become as dark as it would as night,
and you would wish for them to come back, nothing more.
Conflicts may arise, clashing with emotions.

Strength is the key to those moments,
Acquire it, overcome it.
If happiness forgets you, remember it.
Re-animate the smile that once carved your face.

Death can leave a heartache no-one can heal,
though love leaves a memory no-one can steal.

At this precise moment.
I'm nothing but a human being under the intense influence of dopamine, norepinephrine, epinephrine and testosterone.
The infuriating effects will last, as will my aggression.

There's a reason why this is all happening. You.
Because of you.
I have no hatred nor much of the love I had for you.
For you have taken that away from me, and given it to him.

I have no words for you.
All the best.

When we first met, we were bundles of energy and joy.
Grow old with me.

We inevitably became a couple, and we got engaged.
Grow old with me.

A family has started with two beautiful daughters.
Grow old with me

The kids have graduated high school, and are now heading to University.
Grow old with me.

We watch the kids find their companions for life.
Grow old with me.

We help them through times of hardship, and are always there for their achievements.
Grow old with me.

The kids have their own family now.
Grow old with me.

As we now reach our final years of life on this Earth, there is nothing more I could ever want than for you to be by my side.
And to have had you grow old with me all these years.
Makes me the happiest individual there could possibly be.

So let us sit together next to the fireplace on our rocking chairs, and reminisce.

"Wait... when will I ever see you again?"
"When the sun rises above the horizon for it's final pirouette of warmth, light, and happiness."

Those were the lasts words from her, right before she died as she was struck by an oncoming vehicle.

Now as I look out towards the horizon from the cliff edge, on this blissful summer morning, I think of those words.
Warmth trickles through my veins as the sun begins to peek above the line from which it hid under.

"I'll see you soon, sweetheart."

The words escaped my lips in a quiet blow, as the wind beneath me make me unable to speak.

My decent is soon to end, and my final destination, a splatter of trepidation, with a dabble of bitter sweetness. A smile carves across my face.

Her embrace, her love, her smile, will all be soon to come.

What would you rather?
That's a question we must ask ourselves.
Say for example,
Would I rather be lonely?
Or would I rather be forgotten by someone I'd never forget?

I guess life was never meant to be easy.

Unfortunately...

My eyes flicker from side to side,
concentrating on the fine crinkles within the walls.
The brightness begins to evaporate,
leaving me with an all but dark room.

My chest constricts, and my lungs fall short.
I'm left breathing short, staccato like.

This was what a panic attack felt like.

It's hard to write something with emotion,
when most of it was taken by the one you loved most.

Will I ever find someone as good as you?

Our love has been limitless, until now.
It seems as though an earthquake has stricken us,
and the tree of longevity lost its bough.
Lifeless bodies are carried by.

We've had our moments,
from those good, to those bad.
We've fought, we've laughed, but most of all, we've loved.
Our memories shall not fade, nor smother.
Our love may not heal, nor be bought.

In times of hardship, we fought with persistence.
And now, it's all gone, vanished with the last puff.

Let no-one who loves be in deep sorrow,
as even love when it's lost has its own rainbow.

As you break my heart without a second thought,
I felt my soul leak from the fissures of my metaphorical heart.
Rivulets of sweat roll down my tanned cheeks,
and energy is leeched out of me.

I'm a lifeless, yet emotional corpse.

Yet, you go to Him.
You can't see through his lies, but you fall for his persona.

The coldness pierces my heart.
I'm left shattered.
No matter how much, or hard I try.
Nothing will ever be the same.
As I mend my broken pieces, I wonder... who will the next one be to break it again?

The intensity of the moment builds.
Eventually, a shrill of excitement will fill the room.
And all eyes will be on us, in the rays of light that strike us from the ball room ceiling.

Your hair curls gracefully, and bounces as you walk down that isle.
Your dress wraps around you, accommodating every curve, and every defining feature.
The white contrasts your cherry blossom lips, and your sweet hazel iris.

You are utterly gorgeous.

Though there's one thing...
Just one.
It's all in my head.

You were never mine to be with, and that's the saddest part of all.

Together:

Your warm embrace wraps around my torso,
warmth creeps through my heart and soul,
and my arms immediately wrap around yours.
This ever so perfect moment, will never be forgotten.

It was the first time we hugged.

As we took in each other's embrace once more,
our lips collided passionately,
though instantaneously we pulled back.
Our gaze met, and we closed in slowly... and blissfully.

As of this day, we are officially, and graciously,

*Together.