I was thinking,
And while I was thinking,
My name wasn’t called,
I wasn’t needed like I was needed before
And how quiet it was drove me down
A dark road.

You are this
Beautiful being
with wildflowers for eyes
ocean waves for hair
And I am just me
normal
ordinary
as
a girl can be

I complain about you
You make me not want to sleep at night
You make me dance and cry
You make me hate the blue skies
But when I moved
Cities
Countries
Continents
You were my constant
In you
I have found
Home
My sadness

Numb evenings
Are when
My fingers run miles
Looking at your pictures
Writing you poetries
Writing messages
I will never send
Writing casual text
Text to let you know that I miss you
Text to let you know you hurt me
Texts to ask why you don't write to me
Text that says I am mad at you
And when night ends
With you in my mind
With tears, I shouldn't cry
I wonder if you think of me
Even for a fraction of second
Because that would make
this heartbreak
a little worthwhile.

People say even the best of things
are not meant to be
when the time is not right
and
when you are not ready
All I know is
I had never felt so sure
about anything else
like every moment of my life
existed so
I could find you
Hold you
And
when you said you weren't ready
Instead of turning clocks
I wish I told myself
"We just arent meant to be"

Under the boundless skies
You and I stand eye to eye
You hold my hand
Pull me close
Your feet glide the floor
Our hearts are at the shore
of our souls
Each second
We merge with the
rhythm of our
pounding hearts
Our souls intertwine
with
the eternal dance
of two minds

At this rate
We might die of exploding heart
trying to fit something so vast
in something as small as
fist of our hands