Don't sleep with her-
Love her.
Don't smile at her-
Hug her.

If you're there then let yourself be known,
She'll only understand if she is shown.

Don't just look, touch.
And don't, don't ever, think too much.

I'm going away, but I wish I could stay.
Will you remember me when I'm not here to remind you?

We've not been friends long and our bond blooms strong,
So much yet to say and see and think and feel together.

These things don't happen often, will you stay to soften
The blows as life goes on?

I'm going away but our friendship doesn't have to.

There is nothing to do
but, sit, stare, think.

Too much can ****,
Too little may still
Not be the answer.

Think of nothing.
Feel nothing.

But nothing is something.
Everything is something.
Everything seems to be the problem
Nothing cannot solve.

And so with parting hugs and tear stained goodbyes we set off on our different paths,
Never again to laugh and cry and joke and confide as we have with each other.
It is the end of an era. The true end of childhood.

Our memories, now dearer than ever, haunt us every waking hour;
And during the dark nights we find we cannot sleep,
For we are filled with hope and fear as we enter into the new world,
Terrifyingly and completely alone.

I miss London,
I love it here.
I miss London,
I am so happy.
I'm all at sea.
I'm crying.
I'm so ******* delirious.

It's not just a name-tag, it's a chore.
It's a chore and you're a bore.
I don't know how long I can be this for.

There is a sadness that fills all time,
A sadness that's not yours nor mine.
It's there behind each look and touch
And when we kiss it hurts so much.
It's nothing, just a weight to bear
On shoulders old from wear and tear.

When I eat the food is bland,
When I fall I need your hand
To catch me but you let me go,
To fall fast into darkness that lurks below.
I can't crawl out or feel a thing
Except for loss and sorrow's sting.

It's tiring, all this thoughtlessness.
You leave, I stay, you say it's best
But where's my say? It's both our fate.
Our futures, hopes, don't correlate.
And so I'll stay in sorrow's beauty,
You'll feel that you've fulfilled a duty.

Life goes on in art and film,
Sadness lingers,
Regrets grow stronger,
I need you with me.

You're decided.
I'm being replaced
With voices stronger,
Notes much clearer,
Posture certain,
Pitch perfect.

I am none, nothing, gone.
Haunted, haunting, wrong.