maybe it was too bold
to say how i felt,
but isn’t that what all those **** songs say?

“tell them, before you grow old”
maybe that’s also how heartbreak is spelt.
now all i really want to say to the universe is “f*ck you” this monday.

i see your silhouette
at every stoplight
like an apparition
like the ghost you became to me

but why didn't you say a final thing in closing?
(aren't business deals kind of your thing?)
why ask a question and fade away?

i want to be mad
(and sometimes i am)
but i can't be for long
you showed me
how to like me

maybe it was damage control
before the damage was done
got me on your hook
and ripped it out before
you left for good

i want to be sad
(and sometimes i still am)
but i can't be for long
you're chasing your dream
and you say you want the same for me

i am not prepared
and i'm glad.
because what else would there be left to learn?
in this huge
endless
ever-changing world?

our work is never done -
and thank /goodness/ it's not.
for we seek goodness,
but like competence,
will we ever actually reach it?

how can we stop here?
how can we be fully prepared?
how can we ever just find that holy grail?
what would be left to chase?
with an entire world to see, how can we narrow our vision
to one place
at one time?

i never want to leave my mark
on one place
at one time.
i never want to be comfortable,
stagnant,
still.

for we truly do have one
most glorious
most outstanding
most unique
most painful
most bittersweet
most fleeting
life.
this life won't make sense.
sometimes, it feels like we don't make sense.
yes, it's all strange -
it's all foreign,
in the best way.

so, no - i'm not "prepared."
i am ready.

why
are you different?
why
are you magic?

how
do you make time stand still?
how
did you make a home in my head?

do you even know?
you are like the rain
i’m the frightened field

maybe one day, we can help each other
hurt a little less
grow a little more
create a little masterpiece
together

but if not

all i want
is your lips
in that smile
for all the days in your life

all i want
are your hands
making art
for all the days in your life

all i want
is your heart
to be joy full
and your spirit tired less
for all the days in your life