We walk the same carpet
You don't walk on gold
But you walk with a stride
That is conceded and bold

You hold yourself above
Us "peasants," so young
Up on the wall
Where your certificate has been hung

You've got a degree
We've just been burned
We are still learning
And you've already learned.

But there's still something
That we have and you don't
We've got time to learn
Something that you won't

We can learn to respect.
Our elders and peers
most importantly
Everyone we meet through our years.

Rain fell like bullets of glass.
The wind blew from the mouth of God Himself.
The cold was suffocating us.

Fragments of a disaster,
and we embraced each other amidst it.

Words like red wine dripped from your lips.
Thoughts like tidal waves crashed in my head.

You were wrapped in a blanket,
and I simply stared at you
as I stood underneath the streetlight.
In moments, you'd be time zones away,
seas of water and seas of uncertainty between us.

We did not know if this moment was the end of the show
or simply the beginning
of beautiful poetry.

So I kissed you to find out.
A one-eighty degree turn on my heels
from whatif to whynot.

My only regret is that
I thought the only option was
to let go of your hands
and simply walk away.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

It's a concept that's often portrayed in movies and stories.

But maybe it's one of those things you have to experience

to truly understand what it is.


Let me tell you a story...

Trillions of miles away,
There are millions of other galaxies,
Billions of planets.

I like this...
Makes my problems seem extremely small.

I'd go out of this world for you.
I'd chase you through the stars.
Though they seem so very close,
They really are quite far.

I'd walk with you through galaxies.
Through lands we've never seen.
Places where the grass is blue,
And where the sky is green.

We'd roam around the universe.
'Together,' we would pledge.
Anything for you, my dear,
I'd follow passed the edge.

I’ll write everything you never said to me.
I’ll put them in a jar.
And pull one out when it rains.
Maybe it’ll stop this pain.
But maybe it’ll break my heart.

Seven billion people in this world,
And we pick the ones we can't have.