I have seen times
and places
From where
Getting out was impossible
But something
Kept me going
Even now
It is with me
I just can't
place my finger on it.

since when was the world full of bright brilliant colors?
since when did sunsets cast shades of pink and purple in the sky?
since when did coffee dates involve strands of yellow sunlight shining through frosted windows?
since when did skatepark dates involve soft green grass and ruby red roses?
since when has this world not been monochromatic shades of grey?
because thats all i can see.
help me understand these colors of yours, i would like to experience the beauty.

your hand is interwoven through mine,
and my soul is at peace.
i can finally breathe,
knowing you like me.
we smile at each other,
dramatically,
because we're not each other without the other,
you and me.

Look in the mirror
and tell me
what you seem to see.
You see,
that girl in the mirror
staring back at me
customarily seems
to have the match
in her hand,
threatening to cease
what we perceive
as "me".
I could never tell you
about the match,
silently waiting
in her hand.