So far away,
So many miles,
4,844 to be exact.

So far away yet,
My feelings for you never sway,
They will always stay intact.

So far away but,
I can't help but think about you everyday,
There is not a single perfection that you lack.

So far away but still,
There is something about you,
that pulls me unintentionally.

So far away and you still,
have this aura,
of irresistibility.

So far away and,
You have this huge responsibility,
For you're the keeper of my heart,
and you're responsible for its durability.

So far away and,
You could still tear me apart,
break me into a million pieces.

So far away and,
I miss you more than anything,
It hurts to be away.

So far away,
But don't worry baby,
We'll be together again someday.

Lost in thought.

Focused on an expression of himself,
Attempting to paint what his imagination was imagining,
Biting his lip in despair,
As the art was not quite right.

Looking for the missing final touch,
The stroke that would complete it all.
An original work all the same,
Had to be one of a kind to all.

Picking up a new tool,
he has an idea,
With his gloved hand,
he paints a stroke that completes it all.

Still, lost in thought.

I wanted to tell you how much you mean to me,
But I feel like you're worth more
than any ephemeral whispers of I love you.

So I then thought that I would shower you with gifts,
But there is not enough money in the world
to purchase what your worth.

I thought maybe I would write you a song,
But even the most beautiful tune in the world
Does not equate to the beautiful sound of your laugh.

--You might even hear Vivaldi whisper a hot ****.

So I came to the conclusion that,
It is impossible to show you how much you mean to me,
Because the words to do that, haven't been invented yet.

Even though it's impossible, I've tried my best,
So here's my silly little poem,
and i'll leave it at that.

Significant coming of age experience.
Young minds growing into adult minds.
Appreciation for the world beyond my own.

"I love you"
"I love you more"
"I love you more than more"
"And I love you more than that"
"Not possible."

I don't want to wake up alone anymore.
I want you next to me.
Deep breaths paired with mine.
Im tired of being alone.

Who am I kidding?
We're teenagers
We don't know what were talking about,
Right?

Wrong.

We may be idiots and irrational
and feel like were invincible
but at least we feel.
We haven't gone to waste just yet.

It scares me to feel this way,
It scares me to want you,
It scares me to lust you,
But it's inevitable.

I love you.
and that's all there is to it.

I miss you like a Chernobyl swing set misses children
Every day and every night
My body aching to be by your side.
You make me feel like I’m on a cloud
a high that never goes away.
Your presence is my loud
Your love my kryptonite.

It's the little things about you.
The way you smell,
The way you put your arm around me,
The way you watch a movie,
The way you chew your gum,
The way you smile at me when i've said something stupid.

They all seem silly but they're all so important.
You mean the world to me
You made me fall for you
You could break me so easily
It's dangerous.

I go through withdrawal when i'm away from you for too long.
I need you in my life.
Being a stupid teenager
I feel foolish and naive saying this but,

i've fallen in love with you.

And I couldn't do anything about it.
There's a certain pull toward you
A specific need that you fulfill.
I love you.
God ****** i'm in love with you.
****.

“Some people think luxury is the opposite of poverty. It is not. It is the opposite of vulgarity.”

These are the wise words of the phenomenal Coco Chanel. She has a take on life that more people need. When you have socioeconomic clashes you have a lot of issues. There are the obvious, the rich and the poor, and then everything that goes along with it.
The poor people may not have the best clothes or the best food to eat or they may not even have a roof over their head but when something good comes along in their life they appreciate it immeasurably.
In contrast when you have everything you want in life you start to feel empty, you loose sight in what actually matters and you loose your humanity. The little things in life that are great seem to be nonexistent when in reality you are just blinded by all of your possessions that you cannot see them when they come around. Poor people are usually extremely cordial because they appreciate the little things. The rich get this idea that they are exceptional because they have a lot more of this green paper that is said to have worth.

But whats worth more? Money or Demeanor?

Our generation is pretty f*cked up.

We say we're reckless.
We act disobedient.
We smoke due to sadness.
We drink due to pain.

We can't deal with our problems unless we're gone in some way.

We call ourselves 'Stoners'
because we always feel sad.
We say we're depressed,
Just because it seems to be the new teen fad.

You died a year ago,
A year ago today.
You were my best friend
and that's how it'll stay.
I hope you're having fun up there
even though it pains me to say.
I miss you very dearly i used to cry everyday.
But now i've come to terms with things
and i know things can't change.

I wish you'd come back to me
life would be easier that way.
I know that that cant happen
and i'm starting to feel okay.
You'll always be in my heart
The memories you left are here to stay

I want to thank you for blessing my life
With your presence each day
You were to young to die
At only 13 years of age
Your death was an accident
But it happened anyway.
I love you and i'll see you again some day.


Rest in Peace Allison Kaliana Trebesch

Imagine sitting down in a movie theater & having every second chance you missed being broadcasted on the movie screen.
Imagine you showing up on the screen at age 80 looking back on life realizing you did nothing with it.

She longs for what people call 'happy'
She thought she did everything right.
She met a boy
She said she loved him
And she treated him right.

She tried to feel something different
Something new and something rare.
But she felt the same dull numbness
In the cold autumn air.

She's been unhappy for years now,
Battle scars displayed on her wrists.
She's tried for so many years now
15 years with nothing to show.

She didn't know how to ask for help
But she sent out a silent cry.
People judged and laughed and pointed
Unknowing of whats inside.

She had enough of going home to cry.
She used to think the worst thing was to end up all alone
But now the worst thing was being alive.

She gave it another week,
Before she committed suicide.
Nobody gave a **** about her
Until the day she died.