i need a hug,
not a false side one.
a really long one.
one in which i just disappear from the world.

nothing else will matter.
not the fact that me and you
have both moved on and found someone new.
i need one so tight
that i can feel my bones being crushed and pressured
until they s h a t t e r .

until
i
see
nothing
but
a
black
screen.

because all of what i've seen
is pain and hurt.
people fall and are pushed to
instantly get back up and brush off the dirt.

let's hug.
until
we
both
disappear.

Growth isn’t a dependence
about where you’ve come.
But instead a dependence of
just how far you have.

one day,
i will be dead,
and it will be true.
i will sit in a dark cave
thinking of you.

i'll send all my love
and every drop of care.
you may not see me,
but i will be there.

helping you
along the way
each and every
single day.

i will never disappear,
even after i'm gone.
i will still be with you,
from thereon.

i'll be there,
in the whispers you hear.
i will be there
whispering in your ear,
drying every tear
that you shed;
in every poem
that you left unread,
in everything you want to forget,
but i won't let you yet.

i will replace
all the bad.
and put in it's place,
i will put the glad.

the good,
the happy,
replace the ******,
and especially,
put in the sappy.

not sure how i feel
or what i should say
haven't written in a while
maybe it's the way
you make me feel.

feels like nothing is real
like it's all a dream;
with you i have a reason to live
so i can stay longer and have more to give.

and you are the lantern
your light all aglow.
can i take you for a while?
is it too selfish of me to borrow
you just long enough to make me smile,
because it's been a while
and i miss it.

but then again,
to think about it
you're my missing piece
and perfectly together is how we fit.

you make me feel like i'm floating,
like a butterfly
not really sure why.
i just know that there are fireflies
dancing around my head
and the thought that i'd be better off dead
is long gone.

so i'll keep chasing the fireflies
floating higher and higher with my wings.
breaking all the ties
i have left to the ground.

i'll keep floating with my wings,
and hope that what tomorrow brings
will make me happy
because of the things
you do.

i like this feeling
it makes me have a sense of meaning,
please don't take it away
sit with me and promise that you'll stay
because if you walk away....

i will no longer have meaning
and see no purpose of having tomorrow,
if all it will bring me
is pain and sorrow.

i will no longer float on my wings
the fireflies will be gone.
i will fall onto much harder things
like the fact that you have completely moved on.