Optimist
Looks out of window;
Pessimist looks at the walls inside!

On New Year's day, I kept writing the date wrong. My pen inked the year before. It bled through the next page.

The feeling was so very similar to how I used to wake, my lips immediately finding the your name.

Only to be replied by cold, flat sheets.

A multitude of memories
Everlasting stories
A series of episodes
Chapters in me explode
Pages after pages
Complicated thesis & stages
A book written by me
Philosophical & logical key
Spiritual & magical
Thee author & executive
The chief, captain of thee ship
Founder, astounder, I ponder
Wonder electric I thunder
Sparking in my brain
Moving rapidly insane
Above the average mind
You might say
Traveling far away
In dreams, witness screams
Beams & dynamite explosions
Erosions coming out my physical
The realm is mystical
I dream of you & the chapter
Changes the premises
Ending with hugs & kisses

It hurts less
when I pretend your name
is a foreign, unexplored word,
the creases in the vowels
like sunken ships
I've never seen,
thought of
dreamt of
before.