We are infinite.
For in my sleep
Where truth does not count,
Love is endless.

Without hesitation you sacrificed everything just to give us a better chance.

It was brand new to you and you were all alone but you took it on not giving a backward glance.

I won't sit here and lie, it was not a fairytale, but you did  the best with what you had.

My life has been an intricate web of memories, some beautiful, some confused and some just sad.

You, yourself, as a child were tossed aside, saftey  and love were things you never knew.

You found the courage to soilder on and for us you prayed you'd make it thru.

There were times when your sadness was to much to bare and it caused you to give in.

Like the time we came home from school to find that you had attempted the ultimate sin.

Even through  all of your pain, the one thing  I always knew was that you loved  us more than words could say.

And as I sit here now and write these words, even tho your gone, my love for you grows stronger every day.

I fiddle with these words
They lie naked on my tongue.
But like a broken man
They just can't seem to run.

I've learned not to force this.
To push this past my lips,
A tragedy worse than my travesties.
I'm still a little faint of heart.

When rain falls it does not smear.
It sticks, and then it drips.
Well these 3 syllables are certainly glued,
But we both still feel a little bruised.

When my lips do decide to spill
These raindrops it has coaxed inside,
Will you know that they fall gracefully, honestly?
They were meant to be taken gently.

A cool breeze should encourage them.
Will they wet your worn skin
Soak into you like a refreshing swim
Will they moisten your heart and not just your limbs?

Or where I see a downpour do you see a spark.
Awaiting a new host, softly lighting the dark.
Growing ever closer to your extended fuse.
When you ignite, will I be consumed?

Does it help, when I state your name.
When I beckon, do I carry you close to sanity?
Or do I hurl you farther,
Over the edge of calamity.

Tell me, When you fall
Will it be like raindrops, or a cliff.
At least, tell me, when you fall
Could you find it in your drenched heart,
Or scorched lungs,
To let me join you?

I am your favorite flavor of ice cream;
Melting.

Sliding down your fingers,
Dripping down your palm;
I am your favorite flavor of ice cream,
In a chocolate dipped waffle cone.

Dripping,
Falling,
Melting,
Slipping.
Kissing every inch of your skin I can reach;
Please do not wipe me away before I dance on your wrists,
Because no one ever showed you that scars can be beautiful.

I long to kiss your wrists because I know that no one ever has.