My whole body cries
Simply, for you to caress my cheek.
My skin is eager to feel the warmth on my neck,
Coming slowly from heated breath.
It makes my heart pitter patter,
Even more than now, faster and faster.
The thought of you, detoxifying my soul.

The sun's gone dim, and
  The moon's turned black;
For I loved him, and
  He didn't love back.

I remember how my world turned blue
everything I saw was blue
like we were under water now
like when we fell asleep we were in the ocean
but sometimes we were red
like when you slapped me for no reason
Like when you said you want to hurt me
Like the ocean turned to blood and
I was going to drown
but then you said you love me
and I could breathe again

Never believed

in love at first sight,

then you appeared in my dreams

night after night.

I opened my eyes to only see the void.
So I fill it up.
I fill it up with words, but not any words;
Poetry.

I've always been slightly obsessed
with the human mind.
It just fascinates me.

How is it that one second
a person can be a stranger.
And yet, one second later,
they become your whole life.

I'm not sure if it's the way you first looked at me,
like for once in my life
I was being looked at and not through.
Or maybe it's how you made me feel like finally,
I wasn't so alone.

It's been 625 days
since that first look.
And now I'm right back where I started.

Transparent.

Welcome to your new home
I'm sorry about the mess
But the last person who lived in here
Left it a bit of a wreck
They often used harsh language
and smoked too many cigarettes
they were rough around the edges
and all around a mess
They passed that on to me
and for I while I joined in
But then it became painful to me
In nothing could I win
But they packed up and left
and I went through rehabilitation
So here I am before you
refreshed and anew
and now I wish to open my heart
once again for you
So come make a happy home
lay your self to rest
It all belongs to you now
I give you all my best.

Could you take my hand
Just for a moment
So I can have some semblance
of security

Another person.
That's what people means.  
Thousand of smiles
That you still haven't seen.

Eyes looking back,
Hands shaking one's own.
A thousand reminders that
One's not alone.