At the threshold
   Between calamity
      And perfect harmony
         You and I walk
      On ropes too tight
   And heights too great
To make a mistake

One
Two
And before I can count to three
I have fallen down a hole
Upon where
There is no return

Aboard a raft
   I am tipping
      And turning
         Readjusting
            And then falling once more

It is a delicate game to play
Going down the river
But I enjoy the ride nonetheless

The train passed by me
Like a leaf in the wind
And pretending to keep to myself
I put in headphones
But they played no music
And just when I couldn't feel
Any more empty than I already did
I catch your eyes
Blue eyes
Too blue
With a hint of gold
And my gaze lingers there
One second too long
But a second worth it
Because he smiles
And there are a hundred and one
Hidden messages in that smile
And I look away
With heat pulsing against my face
Because some boy
With too-blue eyes
And a hint of gold
Made me feel a little less empty
And a little more something

What is your dream?
I say to him across a worn out desk
And his eyes sparked
But he was shy
Hesitant
Slow
To open up about his
Most prized possessions
And as all fireworks go
One spark led to an explosion of words
And I became mesmerized  
As he shared
Every
Single
Dream
And basked in the vibrant life of this boy--
A dreamer
In a classroom far too small
In a body far too little
To contain such magnificent dreams

For every cent I spent on you
Was not investment
I did not expect to get anything in return
But now I want my money back