I was orange but i turned blue
i got blend to your skin so much that
i lost myself when i found you.

You were good at
                                               flying                      
                                                                ­                away

                                           ­                                     I lay flat
                                                            ­                    against
                                     ­                                           the
                  ­                                                              ear­th

The day the sun scorched
                                                     your                
                                            ­                                 wings
                                                           ­                                y
                                                               ­                                o
                                                               ­                                    u
                                    
                                                                ­                                       f
                                                               ­                                      e
                                                               ­                                       l
                        ­                                                                 ­               l

                                               ­                                            and I was there
                                                           ­                                      to meet you

                                                            ­                            We can rest now,
                                                            ­                                                 love.
          
                                                                ­                        We can rest               
                                             ­                                                           forever.

I ask myself “who am I?",
I wait for a reply.
I hear my thoughts rambling,
I here myself say “Why?”
Why do I see myself as I do,
in fact, what do I actually see?
I realise after all this time, my thoughts have been taking over me.

If I step back and think about each time I have found myself in despair,
I never really realised, it was a thought that took me there.

Thinking makes us something,
it’s the one thing that sets us apart;
a thought leading to happiness,
or a broken heart.

What will your thoughts be today, knowing what you know?;
A single thought, leads to many others,
*we reap what we sow.

That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,
For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair;
The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.
So thou be good, slander doth but approve
Thy worth the greater being wooed of time,
For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love,
And thou present’st a pure unstainèd prime.
Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days,
Either not assailed, or victor being charged;
Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise,
To tie up envy, evermore enlarged.
    If some suspect of ill masked not thy show,
    Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe.

When he tells you he never wanted to you from the beginning
do not try to change who you are
to fit his liking
he does not deserve you
and he never will
when he gives you the
“it is not you it is me”
tell him
“you are **** right
I am a goddess
and I need no peasant”
When he tells you
“I think we should stop talking”
allow yourself to feel the pain
of losing a friend
but to not allow yourself to mourn
the loss of someone
who does not matter
When he bangs
on the fragile door of your heart
and demands to be let out
Open it welcomingly
Do not beg him to stay
When he tells you
“you should probably hit the gym
more often you know you’ve been getting a little chubby”
Block your ears with love for yourself and leave him with joy
When he makes you feel
you are hard to love
understand that puddle walkers
will never appreciate
The greatness of an ocean
When you find out
he has been sharing his love
with another that is not you
realize he is wasting time
Playing with stars
when he has the moon
realize you are that moon
And you deserve
nothing less than the sun
When he fills the blank space
in your mind
tear that page out
and throw it away
After all, he was a simple rough draft.
Understand you hold galaxies
in you
that your mind
is a universe
far too complex for his simplicity
You will someday learn
that you deserve the love
of 1000 burning suns

One mere candle will not do.

Maybe it was you after all
I had had my breaks and falls
I thought you'd just pass
But you stayed til last
Now I'll be true
Now, it is you.

I cannot endure
this loveless
existence.