Turn it back to a time
when you didn’t know what day it was
and still called me pretty.

Turn it back to a time
when we talked all night
and comforted each other.

Turn it back to a time
when I smiled
because of you.

Turn it back to a time
when I wrote long letters
to say I cared.

Turn it back to a time
when I didn’t send that out of anger
because I was left…

Turn it back to a time
when I didn’t say
that I didn’t want to be friends anymore.

Turn it back to a time
when I could walk into a room
and wouldn’t tremble at the sight of you.

Turn it back to a time
when I didn’t have to get info
about you from someone else.

Turn it back to a time
when I still saw you
everyday.

Turn it back to a time
when I still talked to you
everyday.

Turn it back to a time
when we had some trust
in each other.

Turn it back to a time
when I didn’t have to write things
to temporarily forget you.

If only I could turn back time.

I would rather type your name
than write it.

Erasing it doesn't take make it disappear completely.
your name with the pencil that's only slightly faded,
pen or marker that's scratched
underneath it all,
your name still sticks.

Typing your name
I press delete and it's gone.
a tap of the backspace and it's gone.

If I had to be completely honest
typed or written
is your name
really gone?

drip,
drap,
drop.

Falling from the sky
and unwanted from their owner
the cloud.

drip,
drap,
drop.

Left wondering why they were released
and the cloud never telling them
why.

drip,
drap,
drop.

Screaming as they hit the ground,
scared to disappear from existence.
Pounding the new world around them
so people around them
hear their cry for help.

drip,
drap,
drop.

The clouds cry on
for they have lost
a part of themselves forever.

drip,
drap,
drop.

Only thing left
in the hollows of their hearts is

regret.
shame.
guilt.

drip,
drap,
drop.

regret.
shame.
guil­t.

Life


is


better


when


you're


alone.

Hair running in the wind
water spraying my face
beautiful sunny skies
I can't explain
what I feel
when I am outside in the summer.