always a tear
falls
drawn toward the earth

for what is crying,
if not growing

tomorrow is just a dream
for the lost

distance made a deal with time
to keep you away from me
but little do they know
i tell the moon how much i love you every night
and she whispers it in your dreams

so you always know

i want to read you the poems i wrote you
so you can hear them in my voice
as it cracks in all the places you broke me
and blooms in all the places you loved

i want your head to rest on my shoulder
so you know where you are welcome
and your hand to be in mine
so you know where you are wanted

i want to read them in your room
so we can be in the place i fell in love with you
and i want the room to be filled with your thoughts
so you know how

when did "want" become "need"
when did "bye" become "****"

when did "kisses" become "breathing"
when did "leaving" become "drowning"