all I want is
to feel entirely free

of *everything

I thought you cared,
That maybe
You were a tiny bit
In love

And though you're too far
(yet close to my heart)
And you probably would rather have
Someone else,
Someone simpler,
A little more fun,
Who doesn't care so much,
And it'd be complicated
And you have your baggage
And I have mine
I can't help but want
To know you better than anyone else
To be held in your arms
And know your secrets and desires
And laugh at your jokes
And tell you my dreams
And fix all of your problems
And be madly,
Completely,
Undeniably in love
With you

all I want is to live with an open heart
but if I don't close the door on you,
you'll rob me of everything I love

Pain is better than
Nothing, but, oh how splendid
To only be numb

She pushes her foot off the ground,
over and over,
building up the momentum,
until she can glide through,
until she can rest and enjoy the ride.
She passes the houses,
the trees,
everything she knows,
powering past them
until she stops
and turns around.
And this pattern will follow her for the rest of her life.
Working until she can't take it,
and then resting
until she has the
strength to carry on.

You took
a turn for the worse
I am told that you have
changed though I
have yet to see
it
and I am sorry
we were never close
that you never let me in
that I wasn't there to fix it
because I have this idea
that
we could have been,
we could have fallen
spent Saturdays on the
couch watching movies
together, side by
side
but don't
be mistaken
I am still angry
that you never text,
that you never express
the slightest interest in me
even though you seemed
so interested before that
I though it could be
something more,
something
like love

I'm not quite sure how to put it more elegantly,
but I love our simple conversations.
They're perfect and they make me happy,
and all I can hope for is that they get bigger and better as time goes on.