When i peer out at beautiful landscapes, massive mountains, expansive oceans, spanning city silhouettes, elegant gardens

i feel my soul expanding and spreading
to take in the endless amazingness before of me

i feel this way when i look at you

ive taken up poetry

part of me thinks
maybe
if i can articulate a beautiful enough poem,
youll realize how beautiful
what we had
truly was

the problem with another person being your everything
is that youre left with nothing
when they leave

the problem with having so much in common with a lover
is that many more things remind you of them
when they leave

the problem with loving someone unconditionally
is that youre still going to love them
when they leave

i want to bring warmth
to spread comfort
to inspire kindness
and hope

i want to bring to others
the playful contentment
i feel when i observe a sunflower

blooming with no acknowledgement of its surroundings
just using the sunshine and unknowingly sharing
its radiance

Being with you was the sweetest summer
not a cloud in the sky obstructing the lovely warmth shining down on us
it seems we must have been meant for each other
for I've never experienced such a brilliant summer as the one i spent with you

so where did the storms come from?
they held off for so long, let us get so used to the sunshine
before sweeping over and banishing the warmth and light

it is winter now
the darkness has passed and the sun still shines
but its all cold now

soon will be spring
the world will thaw and hopefully
so will we

the radiant glowing lightness
i used to feel
in my chest
when i thought of you
has been replaced
by the most
terrible, suffocating
weight

sometimes im fast enough
i can skip songs
before my heart realizes whats playing

but sometimes im not
suddenly youre everything
even the song and youre flowing
into my brain through my ears
and i can feel you spreading throughout my body
and the sadness is everywhere
even in my toes

why
are we so afraid to be kind

we are all citizens of this earth
mother natures children
brothers and sisters of this one and only world
of ours

i care for all of us

and it is not a vulnerability

it is my greatest strength

i run for miles and miles
i can feel the muscles in my legs tearing and healing
stronger than ever
and the miles get easier

i miss you day after day
i can feel my heart breaking everytime you cross my mind
if the heart is a muscle
then why does it get harder and harder to miss you so?

touch me
it doesnt matter where
or how
i just need to know im still conscious
still alive
i have been numb for such a time
that even to feel pain would be sublime