Were learned
The hard
Way.

How can one kiss
How can one day
Break open the sky

A new light, a new life
How you've kept yourself
Hidden, broken

Shut out from the rest
A feeling of isolation
You thought you loved so

But could it be worse?
Could you have had it any other way?
Could everything be nothing?

Could you keep pretending
Not to care, unable to feel
A tiny bit of love and love-ache

A kiss can mean a thousand things
And it could mean nothing at all

Were you to cross the world, my dear,
  To work or love or fight,
I could be calm and wistful here,
  And close my eyes at night.

It were a sweet and gallant pain
  To be a sea apart;
But, oh, to have you down the lane
  Is bitter to my heart.

Have you ever seen your old man get ready for a date?
Despite his age and experience, he's still insecure of his wrinkles and unsure of his dress
But you can hear him smiling from upstairs when he calls up to you telling you he will be back soon enough

I will love you so fiercely
that the sun's love shall never again feel the same
nor hold you hypnotized in its beauty.

I will drill my way
down
to your heart
though it may be a tedious task.

I will peel you
layer by layer by layer
until all that is left of you
are your organs and your soul.

But;

Once I too am inevitably consumed
eroded
by the tide of this ordinary life.

If I have not ******
the life
out of you
in an attempt to show you how strong my love is,

And if you happen to outrun this love of mine:

Play hopscotch
on my tombstone
and pour tea parties in the graveyard
in my memory.

I promise to attend.

I should be happy.

I woke up alive and well,
I should be happy.

I have new books to read,
I should be happy.

I have 490 songs on my iPod,
I should be happy.

I have good grades in school,
I should be happy.

I have friends who I can talk to and fangirl with,
I should be happy.

I'm young, I have my whole life ahead of me,
I should be happy.

I should be happy,
I'm not happy.

(a.d)