Well im not feeling very poetic tonight, but won't you still sit for a while?
The first part of this story is the awful crushing
when she wants him but he wants another
bestfriend
is what she's told, but nothing more
The second part is the crash
Boy this ones a hoot
she still loves him, but now a little more
and he notices her less and follows the other right out the door
The burn, the third part
this is when we recover from suffers
and burn out the memories and pictures
of ones interested in others

Honestly though
I've been asleep too long
dreaming of nonsense
continuing to stay drowsy
and drunk on my dreams

Everything is literally perfect right now
the rain is coming down just enough
to quench my thirsty eyes that have cried
a few too many times.
The music flows into my ears
and soothes the canals
which have been beat and battered
with things I shouldn't hear.
The subtle click click of keyboards all around the room
puts my overthinking brain
into a sort of ease
that couldn't have came a moment too soon.

Just a little ray of sunshine
peeking through to say hello
Just a little bit of sparkle
to this too late snow
Just a tiny bit of hope
that shines through
Just a little tiny wish
for me and for you

Roses aren't always red
& voilets aren't exactly blue,
The society we live in
Never seems to speak the truth.

Smiles aren't always happy
& frowns aren't always upset,
People judge too quickly
our feeling are what they forget.

But no one listened to her
Because she didn't have a pretty  face
To match her pretty  **mind