I am at the peak of the mountain,
I am here
now.
The world around me is endless
but still surrounded by forest.
right now
the rest of the world is gone.
I only have my dancing bare feet,
fearless of the jagged wood beneath me.
I only have the final warmth of the
sunset colors.
the pink lingers for me to have
my moment.
I am here.
I have now.
I will take this moment
with me.

the sun has almost set
the world is turning to another shade
of blue
and gray.
as I sit at the end of the water
I see a bunny make her way from the
forest edge.
I know it’s not her.
I don’t believe in reincarnation.
even if I did
why would she come back another bunny?
and still.
I sit
and smile
and
hope
it’s her.

we get stuck in school and our job routines.
all these days will end, just the same.
and we'll look back barely remembering any of it.
we're living in the past -
the past of our future.
we're living the stories we'll tell our children
and we'll think hard back on -
trying to remember the details.
simple moments full of content, and happiness.
moments when the sun was setting just right, laughing so hard in the car gasping for air.
in no rush -
enjoying the sky, the stars, and the glow that took lightyears to arrive.

I fell in love with you the way I loved the sky.
At first it was instant.
But as I gathered more knowledge,
You took me for surprise.
Even when the sky seemed pretty small after all,
I learned more about your darkness and your stars.

in everyone I find.

without thinking of you and our last goodbye,
all beneath the pastel painted sky.

makes me crave our lost nights in bed

was short.
Yet,
you were able to give me
a lifetime of love.

I am still,
so
in love with you.

The way you did.

"I couldn't miss you anymore than this".
But I was wrong.
That missing keeps on growing.
Now, 5 months since I last saw you.
And I miss you, everyday.

Even when I had you,
the absolute best.
I believed there was better.
Now someone is lucky enough to have the best.
But it sure as hell isn't me.

Always thinking it'll go back to normal,
better than ever.
I don't know why.
Something about me always craves
destruction.

just to spend another moment with you.

he said.
"But she's here
and you're not."

I am absolutely in love with
(who) you (used to be).

just a song.
simply a melody.
how is it capable
to make me feel
all this?

I thought,
Maybe I only wrote when I was in love.
But you see,
I still am.
It's just now he's gone,
And I can't seem to find those beautiful words anymore.

Because someday,
You'll forget his scent.
And someday,
You won't reread those letters.
And someday, those memories will be so faded, you'll question what was real.
And while he'll never mean nothing to you,
You'll move on.
You know, maybe you never will find "better".
But at least you'll find something different.
Something,
Easier..

I was the one who watched you
Stray from the one you loved.
Each night to her, you'd say,
"I love you".
And now she means nothing.
Which makes me wonder if
All of this will soon be
Nothing, too.

It was the kind of love that kept you up until 2 am.
The kind of love that always kept you reaching for one more kiss.
It was the most beautiful kind of love.
The kind of love in fairy tales.
The hardest to keep,
And the hardest to let go.

The most tragic love stories
Are the ones where,
There's too much love
To match the too much
Distance.

But how could someone like him possibly love someone like me?
For he was incomparable to the whole galaxy.
And I?
For I was a barely one star,
A merely lit star.