i am...

the faint, cooling breeze
on a dry, summer day

the last sip of coffee
in the bottom of your mug

the empty carton of milk
your forgot to replace in the fridge

i was the reason for your content
until you realized I was gone

now you long for my presence
and you wonder how you could have missed me

thank you for seeing art in me

when all i ever saw was a blank canvas

i thought loving you would be a fantasy

a glimpse of paradise with no end in sight
an oasis of happiness and euphoria

they say reality is much crueler than fantasy

but after loving you
i would rather have chosen to stay in reality

i never thought you could love another the way you loved me

but it's hard to love someone
if you never gave them your heart to begin with

his love was like lightning

bolts of energy surging from the kiss of his lips

incandescent heat of his hand trickling down your spine

and the sense of anticipation waiting for him to strike again

but just like lightning

he never strikes in the same place twice

your love was like a magic show

entertaining, but ultimately aimed to fool

when you were mine
your contagious laugh, quirky smile, even your simple existence
paralyzed me

unable to move
as if I was drifting on a cloud

when you left
the paralysis wore off

how ironic
standing on two feet
I am unable to stand on my own

you smiled
and i felt the world stop

you kissed
and i felt my heart glow

you loved
and i felt like pain could never hurt me again

but then you left
and your shadow still haunts me

you are the sun
center of my world

i revolve around you

i am eternally yours
but you are seldom mine

get too close
you get burnt

stray too far
you burn out

i am eternally yours
but you are seldom mine

you treat a cut with a bandage

you treat a burn with ice

you treat a sprain with a crutch

but how do you treat a heartbreak
when you were supposed to be the cure?

they say the pen is mightier than the sword

but no matter how many times I write to get through the day

the memories of you still hurt

like a dagger in the heart

you were my king

the holy being of my heart's desires
i cherished the ground you walked
as if you could lead me to my salvation

you were my religion

your words, your persuasions
were my bible
i followed you blindly
as if you were the answer to my prayers

you were my destiny

your actions had meaning
signs from above
leading me to the life i was meant to live

but you were none of those things

you were just a boy
with kind eyes and a charming smile

you were not my god
but a trojan horse
seemingly perfect, but hollow inside

wishing for you is like

praying for rain
in the Sahara

waiting for Santa
in July

searching for snow
in California

so **** crazy that it just might work