in a cluster
of trees
beneath fingers
of sunlight
a forgotten
cemetery
lies decrepit
beside an old
back road
named after
an indian tribe

most people
are afraid
of being
forgotten
but i wish
to be buried
in the
forgotten
cemetery
surrounded by
crooked stakes
of rusted
wraught iron
engulfed by ivy

and i wish
to let the
earth
consume me
oncemore

i cant imagine
myself
loving anyone else
but i can imagine
you
loving anyone

what is a human
but a cosmic spec
of semi-wanderlust
destroying the planet
because they believe
they rule it
while if the human race
ceased to exist
the world would
flourish

The heart is the heaviest of all the organs.
It carries your burdens, your worries, your sorrows.
When you speak from it, this weight is packed into every word, yet none of it is lifted from your heart.
Sometimes I wish I could think through my brain instead of my heart.
But then I ask myself: Which one hurts more when it's betrayed?
You need a brain to be alive, but you need a heart to live.

You looked at me, with those gentle
eyes,
On the balcony of that cold starry
night.
The hours ticked away, filled with our
laughs.
We hoped for longer but you had to go
back.
Ever since then we've talked, but who
knew,
That even though apart, the closer we
grew.
Your beautiful words of love fuel my
smiles,
And they make this long wait totally
worthwhile.
These 350 miles won't stand in our
way,
For I continue to love you, every single
day.