Be.
Just be.
Please, just be.
You need to be.
All you want to be .
If you choose not to be.
That will leave none left to be.
Everything only you were ultimately born to be.

Maybe it's time to forget about it all-
to forget about all of the things I felt when it was only you.
To forget because it's all still there, and I don't know what to do about it. I can feel it burning through my eyeballs toward every person that catches my stare, and projecting toward them an unwanted story of how I fell in love with no chance to stay afloat. I still hear the Aria of which is your song still ringing in my ears rendering me deaf to every song my heart would love to sing, every other my heart would love to hear. My mouth still fights to lose your name that was so frequently upon my lips. I find it still moves in silence mimicking the same patterns and forms through the muscle memory I procured from each time I would call your name the way you loved so much. When I sit alone and inhale the still and the quiet through my nostrils I swear I still feel your touch, and the way your fingers would dance and glide along my skin. I never knew my senses would come to betray me as much as the present had allowed, and I found there is nothing more I can do than forget. I feel I am better with the thoughts of you, better with the after images that your presence left behind. But here I will start again, and if a monster I become may I hope to be mute, deaf, unsightly, blind, and hopelessly awaiting to step off the cliff in to the fathomless abyss that is your love once again.

To be an afterthought, manifested as a shrug then BOOM forgot.
Well, forgotten.
Forgotten about when you wanted to do something more worth doing, or maybe worth talkin' about.
The pain shot through the heart, and left an open would in my chest, but writhing here felt like a place I could finally rest.
If I was worth remembering,  worth the top spot at the front of your brain, maybe then I'd be worth your attention, like the homeless when it rains.
I just didn't want to be an afterthought, because now that all there was to think is thought you're the only thought that's left, and I hate thinking you've forgotten me as I come to my last breath.

I took a chance to believe in what I though I never would.
No, In what I thought I never could.
All it took was one night for you to create an orifice in my brain deep within my mind for you to reign free.
In utter disbelief coupled with relentless joy I let you there, and I left you there...
I felt it surging through my entire being-
the joy of having you.
It began changing me from the inside out, making me hope and believe in ways I never knew about.
But now you're gone, and I 'm wilting away like that of a dying rose that was once kissed by the sun, but now embraced by frost.
My world was cold.
My world was warm.
My world is null.
I've awaited you so patiently like a child afraid of the dark awaits the morning, vigilantly.
I'll be here
I'll exist here
I'll lie here
Always waiting for you...
The reoccurring solstice of my life.

Well, I saw a shooting star last week-
    it hardly matters though-
        I kissed a shooting star before bed last night.
Oh yeah! I watched the sunset during dinner a couple weeks ago-
    that's nothing special though-
        I had dinner with a sunset earlier this week.
I opened my window to watch the sunrise this morning-
    I yawned from boredom, but can you blame me?-
        I awoke in bed with the sunrise that very day.
Oh, and before the end of my summer I saw the 7 wonders of the world-
    Personally, I thought that was a waste of time-
        Not their fault though, there's actually an 8th one and it's all mine.