I think of you when the ocean waves
rise over my head
suffocating me
start to dream
about the way your hands
feel on me like
the sand between
my feet
Dream of our lips
Moving together
Much more spontaneous
Than any sun
Our words are a love song
Connected by the stars
Of the brightest constellations
The waves leave me
I collapse onto
The beach
You lean in
So do I
When I close my eyes
I've stepped into sleep
A dream I won't wake up from
Till you say goodbye

i remember what you looked like
when you first leaned in
eyes got all soft
and dreamy
lips parted
just enough for you
to whisper
my name
could you tell how sweaty
my hands got
did you notice how my eyes
started to widen
in disbelief
my mind was racing
i couldn't believe this
was happening  
but when i closed my eyes
i stepped into a dream

Tell me I'm crazy with your lips
sewed tightly shut
cover my eyes with dead
leaves from a newborn tree
assure me that my roots
can be adjusted to your
high standards
cut me off from anything
even the things I stray from
draw pictures of you
spanking the clouds
comparing my tears to
the sudden outburst of drops
tell me I'm ****
surprise me with those lilacs
you stole
wrap me up like a present
mail me to yourself
forget me on your porch
even though there is a reminder
on the box that states
Fragile

We all say we aren't valuable
Yet we value others
Sometimes these people
Don't know we value them
So how can humanity
Me
You
Him
Her
Really say we aren't valuable
To anyone
Someone out there
Is loving you
Is valuing you
And you don't even know it
It's our little secret
We have no idea
That we share it

I really like hands
They show how much a person
Has been through
How old they are.
When you hold hands
You feel love
When you fidget your hands
You feel nervousness
When someone plays with your
Hands or fingers
It's a crush.
Soft hands
Old hands.
You make music with hands
And touch people with hands
Like how eyes are the windows
To the soul,
Hands are the connectors
To our inner self.

Livingbreathing is easier without you
Because you used to suffocate me
But it's funny
I thought I would die without you
Now I know this isn't true
May never be true
Till I find that "someone"
I'm not looking
I am looking for myself though

Forever be your silhouette
A frame instead
Of the picture
A clock with no time
Be the fall leaves that
Linger just before
The first snow
And breaths on shoulders
Not necks
Something that represents
Much more than a simple
Structure;
Or sum of its parts.
A single ray of
Lamp light
That you would say is
Synonymous to unnoticeable
But I notice how much
Darkness is needed
To see the stars
Or people who are
Falling backwards
With eyelashes glued
To cheeks.
You aren't a **** nor rose
I would never want
To think of you as something
That's slowly dying
life dies and thrives
Everyday
And every year
We pass the unknown
Anniversary to Our Deaths
Yet go to bed
Dreading the next day.
So inspect the grass,
Dust bunnies in our heads
Cover the calendars
All the clocks
Walk as if you're blind
And see what road
You wind up on.
Because gravel
Can be many miles
But don't forget
The paved
Highways.

You're a house with white walls with the occasional  black marks and a few paintings made by a kid. Your garden is almost dead but the biggest tree in your yard is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen yet you don't notice it as much. You are long and quite big when no one is around and when someone is in you all alone they feel this emptiness and they can sense what you're lacking yet they don't say anything because they don't want to hurt your feelings. Your roof is in great shape and the deck outside should be stained to a darker shade of wood according to you but you don't notice the three pink flowers leading up to your door as much. The lightbulbs outside have burned out years ago so you put on this face that makes you look alive but on the inside you're still white walls and stained carpets and slamming doors.

Be as real as that pencil on the table
Be as abstract as that piece of art
Be as humble as the calm ocean
And you'll win my heart

I'm no longer a single flower
Transforming into a bed
Of roses when I'm with you
Tending to me
Scaring off the people
Who want to rip us out the ground
Because we astonish them
We sway at different speeds
Marvel at different lights
But in a different way
We are the same
Our petals sometimes wilt
It will reveal how we are more
Than the sum of our parts
Not just a stem
And a pretty scent
A symbol of love
And peace
Lasting forever is not
On our to-do list
We want to hurdle towards
Earth together
And when we do die
Ill be there subtly smiling
When you walk by
Remembering how we once
Grew together

i could write a poem about your eyes
and how i get lost in them
i could write about your lips
how i love to trace them with my fingers
from time to time
i could write about your touch
they way you graze my skin so gently
how it makes me shiver
if i look at you
how i look at the moon
you'll know i love you more than
the way she changes every night
still surprising me
if i am patient with you
like how i am waiting for
a full moon
you'll know i want to make this last
if i want to touch you as bad
as i want to touch the stars
you'll know i never want to be away from you

Charisma is embedded into
Your DNA and the blood
That flows in all your arteries
Fascinates me
Your long pale limbs
Shimmer in winters sun
And sway in falls leaves
Eyes hold so much vastness
So when I tell you I get lost them
I really mean it
Counting all the times you blink
Envying the lashes that sometimes
Kiss your cheeks  
You're like a title
To a speechless piece
You can not cram so many
Emotions and feelings
Into a few little words
You are the cups of water
I drink first thing in the morning
feel you travel down
My esophagus
Giving me goosebumps
Every time you look my way
I wonder how someone could be
That beautiful

if you ever feel like your life is grey, just look up at the sky
and you will have a front row seat of the newest (yet oldest)
unique display by the most
creditable artist of all time.

Why can't I just
Move on completely
Without this yearning closure
That's as clangorous as
A gun shot

You've seem to have split me
Into two
I miss you tattooed,
Moved on etched into
My still veins

My nerves are failing
My feet move
Yet my brain is frozen
All I see is you

The night is suicidal upon
My mind
Threatening to only leave me
With this body
Hands betray me
I've stopped trusting them
Long ago
When all they wanted to touch
Was you

Time has deceived me
You only seem to sulk around
When it is late;
my mind is barren
As well as solemn

I've realized I can live without you
My organs are still pumping;
But I'm drowning in a sea
Of conflicted and unrequited
I miss you's,
Yet my head sometimes comes
To surface and I can admire
The moon
But not as much as
I admire you

I've apologized
To the night
(Also to you)
Sparkling stars are
Synonymous to their
Forgiveness
While your silence shouts louder
Than anything I've ever heard
Before

So I can run a few miles
But I'm panting for breath
At the end
Don't be surprised
If I go into
Cardiac arrest!

Because my book continues
But the ink is wearing thin
The next chapter is
So far away

So I will make my world a window
See you when I wish to
And seal the blinds
Once I have fulfilled the want
For closure

All my doors have been bolted
So please visit
But do not
Come in.

The 3 am foggy hospital scents got to know me better than you ever did
The uncomfortable disinfected couches
made me feel more at home
then you ever did
and the floor caught me better
than your arms

Does the moon look down
At us humans
And shed a tear because
We are always writing about
How she shines
And not her being or
How she resides in the sky?
It's similar to a story about
A girl with a pretty face
We always hear about her lovely
Angles
Her lovely eyes
And how lovely her face shines
But we don't look into her
We are blind to her way of life
She wants us to notice her soul
But it's floating away
Towards the moon
And they can cry
Together.

Does the moon
Look down at us humans
And shed a tear
Because we always write about how she shines
And not her being
Or how she resides in our sky?

read me like your favorite book
wander me like i'm your favorite place
let me know that i captivate you
and that you don't want to blink
because you might miss something

Taking a moment to
Really breathe and realize
And reflect on everything
Is a moment I love to take

Sometimes it slips my mind
All the things I have
Have done
Or have yet to experience
Or hold dearly

All the people
That have stared into my eyes
And I returned that action
For a tiny while
Only to turn away
And wish I said something.

All the sunsets I've watched
From a car window
Or my bed
Or laying on the couch
With my mother
Just having a nice
Peaceful
Moment

Watching everyone I've ever loved
Memorizing the way they
React to things
Not react to things
The way they breathe
And blink
And the way their mouth
Turns upside down
Or up right into the most
Beautiful smile
Way more worthy
Than a model on the cover
Of Vogue

Even the way I notice
How I have etched some
Of my ways into a dear friend
Or cousin
Or someone younger than I am
Seeing how they may think
Some of the same things
Or recite the same things
I have said
As if they are quoting
The most famous poet

Or feeling a smile creep up
When someone cute agrees
With what you have came up with
Or likes the same things you do
Having a rush when
A cute he or she comes up
And says hello

receiving a simple compliment
From a total stranger
Even if it is
"I love your shoes"
Even though you only wore them
Because you didn't have anything
Better
And you really didn't like them
But this compliment makes you feel
Better about them

Sometimes little things
Make me realize
Big things

I am the stormy cloud
That shades the pretty sun
When you want to tan
I am the pencil shavings
That you blew off
Your desk
Because you didn't
Want me there
Anymore
I am all the rips
In your favorite
Jeans
I am your math book
Hibernating in
The bottom of your locker
You never take me
To class
Because you forget me
I am the petals
You pick off the
Sunflowers
While you chant
"She loves me,
She loves me not"
You'll never know if I do
You always pluck me off
And throw me on
The ground
I am the shadows
In your room at night
You get afraid
And turn the other
Way

Shallow skin and muttered secrets between breaths filled with fear, are what my dreams consist of. Bright moons during the day but my mistakes fill the craters. Feeling short; synonymous to TNT whilst strutting, looking for answers to questions I can't even comprehend. A smile is toothless that tells unrequited jokes to my tongue but its all a façade. The Scenes are covered by the curtain and the stage gets spit on when I walk through the door. Numbers of maybes and probablys are my friends on one hand. Blankets that aren't machine washable will forever smell like how your skin did that night. I am forced to sleep with your memory up my nose. My eyes want to jump out their sockets especially in the morning because they want to be forever closed. But closed is a trap. A trap because I see your bedroom ceiling and your mouth pursed next to my ear while I lay; moving slightly for hours. A trap because I see signs I should've acknowledged.
An unnoticeable I Love You.
But I don't even want you anymore.

What's a need anyways?

and when i think no one misses me
i think again
clearer this time
because the people that do not miss me
just show they never cared
a week later and you are right back
to her
like i am dust
and maybe in your eyes i am nothing
but that
the people that do miss me
ask me how i am
how i have been
where i want to be
the people that miss me
do not tell me they love me
they show it
with ways greater than words or actions
i was blinded by your
pursed lips
and the way you said my name
i closed a door in their face
and left it wide open for you
which was a big mistake
but when you walked away
know i cried
and when you didnt come back
until you needed something
know i was happy
because
i realized
you mean nothing
except for a
soul and a body
i do not
want to interact with
anymore

as horrible as it may sound
you mean nothing
nothing
to me.

i haven't thought about anything lately and i kinda like not thinking
i'm not thinking because i'm with you and when i'm with you
it's impossible for me to think
usually it's just a bunch of words jerking at the walls of my brain
one million mph
and sometimes we check our horoscopes
and most of the time we think together
so it's not only me thinking and not thinking
it's you
also
and sometimes you play the guitar for me
and sometimes i join in on my ukulele
sometimes we make up songs together
we sit in silence a lot
this is fine with me because i'm comfortable
being quiet with you