the black sky is speckled with stars that glow

the full moon sheds a dim light on the scene

the night seems alone, but you and i both know

your eyes shine and you smell of coffee bean

the constellations spell out both of us

my small hand is intertwined with yours

you are finally someone i can trust

you have managed to open up my doors

letters and exchanged numbers

folded so carefully

they're hidden but there as anyone could envision

she has never felt more nervous

yet at ease

and she doesn't talk to him much

but she can see the walls are up

what will it take for her to let him in?

or him to let her?

what the hell am i?

a colorful mess of sin and shame

the colors make me feel alright

red is the shade of power and strength 

orange light gleams creativity and art

yellow is the tone of excitement and joy

green shimmers liveliness and health

blue is the hue of intelligence and serenity

violet can glow kindness and loyalty

i am a rainbow :D

Autumn leaves begin to tumble 

The messy look makes me feel humble

It's not the prettiest sight

Yet it feels so right

People drain me and make me tired

Yet you make me feel so admired

I'm always blue

But never with you

he is the boy with the tousled hair

and the calculating gleam in his eyes

letting people in for him is quite rare

he is not perfect but he really tries



she is the girl with the soft subtle smile

with a pencil often behind her ear

she trusted too easily for a while

her heart is only displayed for those dear



together, a puzzle, they fit quite well

for her, his exterior melts away

he helps to get the girl out of her shell 

it's lovely, even if it's kind of cliché



cold and warm and their hands are intertwined 

they are not the same, they are their own kind

the Terror was tall, the opposite of me

she growled out harsh, menacing truths

and spit at me with contempt

"nobody cares or gives any concern

towards your golden sadness trailing down your cheek

towards the frill and layers of emotion pouring from your pen

stop crying

stop writing."

she left me gritting my teeth and clenching my palms

but no tears would come

no words would come

the Terror had taken my weapon of sanity and destroyed it

which shattered me into ****** pieces on the ground

you're hurt

i can see that

you've become a cynical mess

people are evil

but i know that's how

you get your energy 

hold my hand

i'll hold it tightly

and never let it go

you've brought the sunlight back

just let me help you

i could if you let me in

i'm hurt, too

i give too many people weapons

to hurt my broken heart

but we can see the good in it

if i'm by your side

we can discover galaxies

we can lead the universe 

you and i