oh, how i wish to be loved.
held in the same warmth
of the flames from an undying fire;
kissed with the same passion
of an artist with their last piece;
loved in the same unconditional
that was promised to me so many times.

but these are just wishes never to become a reality.

you ask me to run,
i ask how far.

you ask me to climb,
i ask how high.

you ask me to swim,
i ask how deep.

you ask me to jump,
i ask what to yell on the way down.

i’d do anything and everything,
just to prove my love to you.

Those songs
They don’t mean the same thing anymore
I can’t listen to them
And feel how I felt before
They’re different
Whether good or bad.

They have a new meaning
One that hurts
And you play them now
With them around
And act like it’s an everyday thing.

But maybe
For you it is.
Maybe you don’t try and avoid them
When someone else has the aux
Or when they come on the radio.
Maybe with them it is an everyday thing again.

you’re a hopeless romantic
and I’m tired of
you being dramatic
because I’m not in love.

I was at once
but not anymore
so turn off the light
and shut the door.

It’s time to move on.

Based on the ability of how much you’re worth.

I came in crying and left smiling.
Finally I was happy.

You asked me who broke me first.
My throat becomes dry, but not from thirst.
The words catch in my throat,
The tears sting my eyes.

Not because of all the men
In my life that have beaten my heart in,
But because I’m on a boat
Floating across a stream of your lies.

The broken and empty promises you said that you would keep,
Are all turned to tears as you watch us weep.
I remember them all too well
The ones you made when you were half drunk.

We sit here with streams of tears falling from our eyes.
They weren’t that hard to keep, if only you’d have tried.
You think it’s because I fell
And to the depths of despair I’ve sunk.

Oh, how wrong you would be,
And it’s really a pity.
Why can’t you see the reason we’re all broken,
Stands in the mirror before you?

So take this as a lesson,
Maybe a gift or present.
Til your death you’ll carry this token
That not only am I broken, but she is too.

you told me secrets,
you shared your songs.
we laughed and talked
all night long.

we spent days together
in the chilly weather,
holding each other to keep warm.

then one day,
a storm came,
crashing and burning everything built.
nothing would be the same.

the memories are now flashbacks,
to things that are no longer.
i wish you'd be ready,
and you wish i'd be stronger.

i'm standing on the fading line
between being enough and not.
it is here that i teeter totter,
you decide on which side i stop.

love is a complicated puzzle
that takes intricate pieces to fit together
to make a beautiful picture
with just the right light and darkness.

love is waking up to the sun shining through the window
creating shadows across the soft skin of your face.

love is sitting by the fire
curling up together to keep warm on the cool autumn night watching and counting the stars.

love is picking flowers from the garden
counting the they love me, they love me not’s
hoping that it ends on they love me.

love is feeling the cool breeze on a
hot summer day
loving the cooling feeling of the wind
after the day of adventure in the stifling heat.

love is the sun hiding away in the night using its light to highlight the beauty’s of the moon. the stars adding to the light putting on a light show for the two of us.

love is never easy, having to find the one that fits perfectly with you.
sometimes not realizing until it’s
too little, too late.

love is always beautiful compelling stories
of the different kinds of love
all with different measures and backgrounds.

love is special, unique, amazing.
love is worth it.

you ever get that feeling
that you're not seen,
but you aren't completely invisible?

like they pay enough attention
to notice when you're gone,
but not enough to really care.

you're somewhere between being seen
and being invisible.

in a world full of hate,
my love will protect you.
in a world so cruel,
my kiss will heal your wounds.
in a time so tiresome,
my hugs will be there to comfort you to sleep.
no matter what,
i will be there
and we will be okay.

he talks in songs.
the music says the words he can't put together.
he sends them to her,
hoping she'll understand.

he breathes in notes.
each breath being longer than the last.
holding out the note of song
until eventually it becomes the next.

he loves in waves.
the love he shows is deeper than the seven seas.
his love is stronger than any other
unable to be counted by the grains of sand.

he protects through walls.
builds the walls higher and higher
with each passing person.
protecting not only himself but those he loves.

he hurts in lines.
the lines of his poems holding more hurt
than that of the lines on my skin.
he hurts himself by pushing others away.

he cares more than books.
the words of all the books ever written,
still not enough to express how much he cares.
only filling a quarter of his kindness.

no one can compare to him.

i felt your warmth,
i heard your laugh,
i saw your light,
i smelled your cologne.

now i feel cold,
i hear silence,
i see darkness,
i smell cold air.

you're not here,
i miss you.

I’m talking to multiple people,
Trying to fill the void you’re leaving.
Slowly growing more and more,
Deeper and deeper it becomes.

The people aren’t working,
Your actions are deceiving.
Just go on and walk out the door,
We both know your feelings for me are no more.

The void will never be filled,
It will continue to grow
And I think we both know
Why.

These people aren’t you,
And that’s the problem.
The only question is,
How do we solve it?

I love you,
but words never seem to work.
Maybe this time I can get it right.

I love you,
More than the sun adores the moon.
I love you,
And I hope to see you soon.

I love you,
So I plant this tree in dirt.
I love you,
And I’m going to make this work.

I love you,
So i water and care for this tree.
I love you,
And this tree shows the love in me.

I love you,
And the tree continues to grow.
I love you,
But the tree is slowly dying.

What’s going on in your mind?
I used to be able to read you
and know what you’re thinking.
But ever since the first time,
It feels like I met a different you.
Your eyes don’t show the emotions you’re speaking.

What are you thinking?
What’s so hard?
Why won’t you share?
Why aren’t we speaking?
Someone take out the shard
Out of my heart where it’s rested there.

Someone take me away.
I don’t want to be stuck here,
But I know that if someone were to take me away
I’d fight tooth and nail,
Using my dying breath to tell you how I felt.

In your mind,
The demons are hiding.
Don’t let them get to you,
Continue to keep fighting.
It’ll be worth it in the end,
Trust me darling.
You will finally understand what’s its like
To live life out of your mind.

people talk about being saved,
they make it seem so special.
little did i know that being saved by you
would make me go mental.

craving your touch
kiss
skin against mine.
anything to crave this aching from time.

oh to be saved again
maybe by someone new.
because i don't want to be saved
at least not by you.
not again.

winter dark and cold,
scared of what the season brings.
what once was last December,
isn't quite what it was before.

spring warm and bright,
peacefully happy with the season being.
flowers and vines grow from the dark abyss
that winter left in my grip.

summer hot and heated,
hating how the season begins.
the flowers and vines that grew
slowly die from the loss of water from you.

fall chilly and dusk,
fear slowly creeping in.
will this season be like last?
will i be trapped again?

Do you even talk about me anymore?
Do you still feel the way you used to?
Cause ever since the first time you walked out the door,
It feels like it wasn’t you
Who came back in.

There’s another one creeping in,
Behind you so you can’t see.
It’s like I’m trapped between the two
Choosing for you or for me.

I don’t know where we stand anymore,
Or even if we’re together.
It’s just awkward with you standing in the door,
I don’t know which choice is better.

Choosing you,
Or closing that door for now.
Cause I’m caught between the two,
And i just want to find my way out.

people ask what others are thankful for,
and they go with the generic answer of "my family, my friends, my home".
but what happens when
your family isn't there
your friends switch up
and your home is no where?