Life is some complicted puzzle
Some pieces are missing
Some pieces are there
We just don't know where to place them .

There are stories in your eyes.

I never told you how
sometimes I fell asleep
with the thought that you
were perhaps the moon-

always disappearing
with the dawn.

Once opened ,never to be closed. When looked upon ,I hope not to be a distraction. Come forward and comfort me or move in the other direction.

Looking back and remembering ,even though nothing was true, the person I dedicated my heart to ,would turn around without a clue

I wish upon a falling star.
That is what you truly are.

Beautiful in every way.
And can't be changed by what
Anyone has got to say.

So don't be someone you are not,
For people like that are often forgot.

The world will be round and the sky may be blue,
But you are most beautiful when you are you...