I wonder how the words at times
don't come back
but at the same time
I wish I ran into old friends more
as I close my blinds and hope a neighbour or passerby
doesn't see me do so
Is it because I was never looking or don't wish to find?

Is it that he's older
Or that he's better looking?
Is it because when he looks down his stomach doesn't hide his belt buckle and can run from place to place without loosing his breathe?
Is it because his sweatshirts don't smell like cigarettes?
Or perhaps it's because he doesn't struggle to speak in large social settings.
Is it that he can make you laugh
Better or more often than I?
What makes him better then me

I wonder how
Many Friday nights
I have ruined
Hoping that someone
Feels as ******
As I do

The truth is
I am sorry

I was young
I didn't know
How to deal
With that kind
Of thing. Turns
Out Cartoon Network
Doesn't really prepare
You for that
Kind of ****

Sometimes I feel
Like I've been
Searching for so
Long that I'm
Not even sure
What I'm looking
For anymore now

Strange to think I've known you for three years
Yet only have I heard your voice
a handful of times
And the waters we stand by
are not one in the same
And though my words must travel great distances
to reach you,
The journey does not corrode them.
And though we may not speak as often as I'd like,
I have not forgotten you
I wonder how many times
I thought about you fixing your hair
or laughing at my stupid joke
If only I could fold the earth and
step over the mound to be by you
If only

Never did I think
That someone would see me
Whilst hiding in plain sight
While trying to hide from everyone

Thank you for finding me

Many dont see the perks of silence
It allows one to hear things
they had not before
The whirl of the fan
The quiet hum of the AC
The gentle roar of the engine
If all are but silent
The uninspirated thoughts
Are free to roam
But we do not appreciate this gift