Tonight, he will probably go and get drunk
He will drink beer after beer, shot after shot
Until his vision is at the brink of extension
So much, that a girl from across the party catches his eye
And he will stroll over, spilling out his best pick up line all over her lap and she will laugh because he has always been able to brighten a mood even when he is intoxicated
And you will wonder if she looks like you
Wonder if her eyes are deep brown, if they flutter when he smiles, if they notice how beautiful his are
Wonder if he hair hangs long down her back
Wonder if he runs his fingers through it when they kiss
Wonder if he presses his fingers into her back like wet cement
Wonder if she had a bad after taste that left a bitter dryness in his mouth, wonder if he had another drink to wash it away
And as you sit on your back porch, letting the cold grip you in the palm of its hands, squeezing, turning you numb
You will drink straight from a bottle of *****
And you will wonder if this is how love tastes, after all

I still have not yet discovered how you managed to sweep up the most elegant constellations in the sky and paint them in the pupils of your eyes
I still have not yet discovered how you managed to steal every piece of my favorite poems and recite them into my mouth when we kiss
I still have not yet discovered how you managed to wipe away every sense of doubt I saw in myself just by simply smiling in my direction
I still have not yet discovered how you managed to control the rate of my heart beat as if every time you are around me you kick it up a few extra notches
I still have not yet discovered how you managed to make me fall so hard for you
I am still learning new things everyday
I one day hope to fully resolve that inquisition
Maybe then I will also learn why you do not love me

Do not confuse the act of kindness with the art of love
There is a line drawn in the sand that you desperately hope the tide will wash out but it never does
There is a difference between a drunken kiss and a sober smile
Do not think for a second you are the reason he wore cologne tonight
Do not acknowledge the hundreds of ropes untangling themselves in your stomach
Do not let his words seep into your skin
Believe them as much as you would believe the words of a man whom you've never met
He will smile in your direction
And it will make you feel like candlelight
Do not let the flame grow
You may think it will keep you warm but it will only burn you and you will wake up with the scars from his fingertips and try to fill in the gaps with liquor
But his taste burns so much sweeter than any alcohol
There is something so captivating about a wildfire
That we want to reach out and touch it
And when we do, it will burn us
Every Time

I like to think of people as a greenhouse
We are only a short moment in history
We can be radiant and beautiful
We can diffuse bliss and contentment
We can show the world that there is more to it
Some of us are short-lived gardens
We forget to water ourselves
Forget that we need sunshine to live
We forget that most on our rainy days
When clouds swarm our four walls
And the light of day does not touch us like it used to
Our flowers droop, fall, and die
We are only plants that require attention
Living objects that some pick up and some only marvel at
We are unique and earmarked
We are not the same
But each of us are fascinating in our own way
Do not forget to take care of yourself
You have so much more to yourself
Than the desolation you feel

I've discovered a kiss means nothing until it means everything
A spark is not authentic until there is a fire
A lighter is nothing without the fluid that makes a flame
Now all that lingers is lips on lips
And nothing more than that

There is something enticing about how beauty is so powerful in the world we live in today
If you have a sculptured body with curves that flow endlessly and eyes that make the night sky jealous
Well you can do almost anything
People will tell you what you want to hear just to see the sweet words shatter as you try to catch them
They will sell the vow like a groom on his wedding day
Dancing to her father's favorite song but only waiting to take her to the bedroom to show her what you think she's missing
But she is not missing anything
They will advocate the promise and you will believe every word because beautiful things demand to be trusted
But soon they will disappear
Just after they have tied you up and left you in agony
They will walk away just like the prince in your little fairytale
You will realize, maybe not right away
But as you sit gripping the ends of your shirt, cradling what's left of your innocence in the palm of your hand
You will realize that is was your soul they were selling
**The Whole Time

Looking at you for only a moment
Because staring too long would cause my eyes to drip like melting iron, slipping down my face and onto my neck
Seeping into my skin like a red needle
Looking at you for only a moment
It is all I can bear before the urge to caress the tips of my fingers down your back, drawing a map, creating borders that I intend to cross, I look away
Looking at you for only a moment
Because if I look too long my brain will check out and begin to sing like a scratched up CD
The words are so beautiful but you can hardly understand what they are saying, I look away
Looking at you for only a moment
Making sure to direct my attention elsewhere before you turn and see me in awe of the beauty of you
In a room full of art, I would still only see your eyes
Because although paintings are beautiful
You are so addicting
You draw me in like a child coloring outside of the lines
Stepping over the obvious boundaries but still thinking that this is how it is supposed to be
I cannot steady my hand enough to even write
I am a drunk, you are the alcohol and everything around you is the water I should be drinking but I cannot seem to get enough of the way your burn as you go down
My mouth dries at the thought of you leaving the room
Looking at you for only a moment
Then looking away but I get a sense of unease realizing that you are no longer standing across the room but in front of me
Looking at you for longer than a moment
The closing my eyes
Finally reality punches me in the face like a guy in a bar who has had one less drink than me
Angry and overwhelmed, pushing his fist into my jaw
Hearing it shatter in my ears like throwing an empty bottle at the ground you can barely stand on
I wake and realize that looking for only a moment
Is the only sensation I can reach
When you are so far away from where I am