I wish I could tell you
That I'm not in love with you
Oh no my dear this isn't the case
For you see,
I'm infatuated with an over-romantacized version of you
Which only truly exists in my daydreams
And it was not you I wrote sweet nothings about
It was my imaginary version of you
The version that loves me back,
For the real you...
Doesn't feel for me anymore.
So my darling, my first kiss, my first date, first slow dance, first small romance
See you in my daydreams.

The dark shadow!

Everytime the shadow comes it hurts her .
Each time with greater pain.

When the shadow comes it leaves her feeling ***** pathetic and unwanted.

She hopes and prays that a light will rescue her.
But as the days go by and as the shadow returns her hope is lost!

done,
but here,
kind off everywhere.
like mist. like pain.
none,
but there,
off towards the hemisphere,
like blood. like rain.

over this disembodied full of nothing.
over this feeling of being too full of empty.
please shake the empty from my wounds.
make the invisible stop.

Look, a butterfly. Did you make a wish?

You don't wish on butterflies.

You do so. Did you make one?

Yes.

It doesn't count.

I drink the hot tea,
but I do not taste it.

An echo; a friend
Shout out or pretend
To live a pleasant life
But for now just depends
If there's a voice I truly hear
Or if I can ever send
A message of my heart
That you might commend
For being ever true
Despite where I've been
Sitting here alone
My thoughts from a pen.

Well, you're my favorite bird when you sing,
but that song is so seldom sung.
The effort to attain not worth the tune,
this love not worth my everything.