Pictures and photographs are nothing, just that-
They are still and do not show the emotion of the moment nor the person in it that you could see more clearly than this motionless frame ever could
I believe in the memories, where you have to try hard to go back and really see them.
You’ll notice that their features have faded, their hair turned grey, their faces longer and less than they were but that is not what you’re looking for.
Remember them by how they felt on every one of your days they touched, the silken pattern of their smile that was for your heart, not your eyes, to see.
The defined edges of their laugh, the intent behind their words and it won’t matter that you can’t remember how they looked because you’ll have discovered a form much more fitting to the beauty that no one else saw.

And you there rubbing the stardust out of your eyes that fell there upon a chance but has given you visions of worlds and skies far above
You are riddled with thoughts of far away worlds that you'll visit only in spirit and never in body
Where violescent atmospheres swirl above the dusty grounds and flicker behind your eyelids
But you'll be content even when others know you as the star-blinded child

         You'll be proud.

When I feel the world is moving way too fast,
When the stars disappear and reappear over the horizon in what feels like seconds,
When the moon's gentle crescent curve consumes the black around it and expands in the span of a night -
We’re moving so fast, you and I, we’re falling through space and time
The universe is expanding and we’re falling into the sun
Flying through space at a thousand miles an hour
With the sun hitting us at the speed of light
Life here is infinite, stretching out forever
So when I feel we’re going too fast
I rummage in my accumulated possessions and pull out the most valuable piece
I set up my still forest of ticking trees and clockwork animals
Plant the swaying grass within the everlasting soil

I'll sit in my unmoving meadow
And watch the world stay still

Sometimes a person walks into the dark
and never comes back out
Perhaps because there is nothing left to find
Perhaps because they have gone blind
But I think that most of all
They know that in the dark nothing hides

I’ve seen eyes that capture all that I am and pull it to the front so I see it all, good and bad.
Eyes that looked so deep I imagine I could fall into them and get lost.
Eyes that have seen until the end of the world and so much more.
Eyes that hold captive the beasts that dwell where we dare not go and put them to a deep sleep.
Eyes that have power and strength and ideas good enough to topple the world,
The same eyes that need nothing more than a warm mug of tea
And another pair of eyes to share the world with.

You let them live.

They were nothing more than stationary objects, Caged

But you gave them life, gave them spirit. Released them from they imprisoning bonds

My little monsters and little beings that no one else could see
And now that you’re gone they multiply

They’re beyond my control, they occupy the space that I used to reserve for you

But i’m okay with that after all

I miss you and so do they