It's sad when you can tell,
that a person is holding back tears
and longing for them not to show.

It's so hard not to notice a person in trouble,
even though they often fight so hard.

The purple below sunken eyes,
showing the dreams that had been pulled from their grasp.

cold trembling hands,
resembling how they once held on too tight.

deteriorating bodies,
yet buzzing thoughts,
somehow keeping them alive.

skin a soft grey,
hair a tousled mess showing how much they have become untamed.

unsatisfied people,
who hold on despite there not being much

mirror, mirror on the wall,
am I lovable at all?

do you think someone could look past
all the flaws that I've always had?

will they admire my hair,
and tell me that they care?

will he hold my skin,
and tell me my beauty isn't just from within?

mirror mirror
that hangs on the wall,
of course they won't,
I'm such a fool.

it's weird how we used to talk all of the time,
but now there are large gaps and you no longer feel mine.

was I too much?
are you afraid to attach?
or did you just stop suffering from lust?

I want to spend my day only with you,
to do the things that lovers do.

I could be more loyal than your favourite pair of shoes,
more loving than a new born pet,
I can be your blanket to tangle,
if you want I can be your water,
your shield and your sword,
more comforting than your pillow,
more trusting than yourself,
your sun and your moon,
whilst you are my stars,
your city and the pavements,
that you find when you're at a loss,
I want to be your north and south,
east, west.
A torch in the dark.
I want to be the feeling you have when putting on a loose top,
the relief to find me,
to be there for you so you're no longer lost,
you're right when you're left,
you can be my love,
my brave man,
and I shall be your guiding hand.

I'm alone in my garden,
sat by the apple tree,
and I reflect on how happy you make me.

It's an emotion I haven't yet managed to adapt,
it's something that came in a rush,
thoughts about you turn my cheeks to blush.

you're my sap that leaks from the trees,
glowing and my source energy,
you mean more than anything to me.

to me you're more important than the sun,
I would hold my breath for you,
and I often wonder if you would do that for me too.

This is not a poem,
I'll clarify before you ask.

This is merely just my thoughts,
written with the enter key between.

Most of us never appreciate,
how lovely the things in life can be.

When the sun goes for a while,
and then it greets the sea.

for example, the comforting smile,
after a million tears have been shed.

another is the way,
a loyal pet awaits you for bed.

the list could continue,
and it could overflow with emotion,
but for a moment this time is just for you,
to reflect on each good decision.

everything you have done right,
as well as the beautiful moments,
that often slip completely out of sight.