This love may swallow me whole
but baby you best believe
I would risk being ******
if it meant being able to hold you forever.

If I'm the one who taught you how to love,
does that mean
I'm the one who taught you how to fall out of it, too?

I sit here
with a blank sheet of paper,
ready to tattoo it with the words of my heart.

I knew I loved you
when the first thought
I had when I saw you
was that I was finally
home.

He looks at you as if
you were an art piece.
Beautiful,
appreciated,
unique.
I wish you could see yourself
like that too.

I hope my hands can one day hold
a empty heart and fill it with love.

No one is truly gone
if you still carry them
with you in your
heart.

I've fallen for you like lyrics from a singer's mouth.
I can find a part of you in every love song.

I've found that the most beautiful thing we can learn
is to love who we are, not who we want to be.

You were once my light,
but now I've found that I can be my own sun.

Scarlet sun dancing on the horizon,
Amber leaves fluttering to the ground,
Golden rays shining through windows,
Lime carpets of grass, wet with morning dew,
Aqua skies hovering ever so high,
Violet flowers waving in the wind.

I have traveled far and wide,
and yet I still don't feel
Like
        I
          Belong.

I see now that it wasn't either of our faults.
Sometimes two people are only meant to be
in each others lives to teach a lesson.

The best things in life are often
the things hidden behind
disbelief
and
fear.

You laughed at the absurdity of my story, but there was something in that sound that felt like the beginning of something.

And just like that, I began looking for you everywhere I went.

When people ask why I stayed so long,
the only thing I can think of is:
The only future I saw for myself
was one with him in it.

I don't know where I'm headed
I don't know what the future has in store
But today I danced in my kitchen
And sang while walking down the sidewalk
And I have a sneaking suspicion
That everything will be okay

To you who feels like the world is against you,
You Deserve To Be Loved.

I hope we can find each other in this life.
And if not, then I'll wait for you in the next.

I don't know how I could've lived a whole life before meeting you

I wish I could tell you how I feel,
but all I can do is stare at this blinking cursor
and think the words instead.

Sometimes
my only          comfort
is a mind

emptied






of it's thoughts.

See,
I am made of sunrises
blotches of color painted by weary hands.

I am made of stars
picked straight from the sky by tiny fingertips
reaching for something more.

I am made of laughter and tears
and as my much too heavy shoulders shake
you'll wonder

what I am carrying after all.

Some people
find comfort  in listening to music
indulging in the melodies
the words,
the feelings,
and how they warm your soul.

I find myself holding on
to things that didn't
put in the effort
to hold on to me.

I don't know why I run after people
who will never run after me.

If there was one sight
I wish I never saw...
It would be your back
as you walked away
from what we had.

In another universe

We're still here

My head is on your chest

I can hear your heartbeat

We're still here

I hope you know
I'm rooting for you.

You may not be in my life anymore
But I hope all your dreams we talked about
come true.

I hope you make it wherever you want to go
Even if I'm not beside you there.

"Why do you always look at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like there's nothing else that matters."

"Because there isn't, not when I'm with you."

Sometimes I feel
i'd give you the world
if only you'd ask.

No star in the sky could
in their best efforts
evade my hands that stretch
as far as Eden for you.

From the beginning
until doomsday hails, forever
on and on my love will wrap us
in the warmth of home.

I wish I could engrave every moment I spend with you
into every part of me

I want to leave our mark upon the world and
if we ever were to cease

I'd shake my fist at the sky and shout

"We were here!"
"Do you hear me!"
"We were here!"

I can't help but feel like
a little fish
in an enormous ocean
whenever I see you.

I've never felt so alone.

I've always had trouble sleeping.
It used to be because I'd stay up
every night
just to talk to you.

Now it's because it's cold
every night
without you warming my heart
and the tears don't seem to stop
without you there to wipe them away.

My heart is filled with deadly shards.
And the more I feel,
The more it hurts.

My love for you is growing
just like the flowers in bloom.

I have never wanted to hold onto something so much before
To irrevocably give you everything I have
If only it help you realize
I have known you my whole life
In the way that you are the flowers I have loved every spring
And the stars I have always admired every night
You have always been there
Even if I didn't know it
And now that I do
I want to hold this feeling forever
If you'll let me

I hope you get everything you wanted
And I hope you play in the snow

I hope the fireplace is warm
and the lights twinkle and glow

I hope you find comfort
and I hope you find your way

I hope that you'll remember me
and hope that I'm okay

They say that sometimes
holding on hurts more
than letting go.

I let you go
in hopes of my heart
becoming as okay
as yours when I'm
not with you.

It feels like my
shoulders are lighter
my smile is brighter
and I'm finally whole
again.

Every now and then
I find myself back in your arms

We're laying on your bed
and there's a video playing on the tv

Every now and then I am yours again
if only for a moment

But you are not here anymore
we will not share any more of those moments

Every now and then I miss them
I miss you

I told myself
I'd forget
every moment
every laugh
that I shared
with you.

But as I
lay awake
at 3am
I find it hard
to let go of
my best
memories.

I know it used to be hard to find even one good thing
to talk about each day,

But I hope you know

I find myself here now
with so many moments I want to hold onto
that I pay for extra storage on my phone
and take as many photos as I can
so I can take the good times with me
and talk about them each day.

I take those photos for you,
for us,
to remember that there is always
something worth fighting for.

Before I met you, my world was
black and white
boring and uneventful
tiring and much too long.

Before I met you, my soul was
dark and gloomy
deteriorated and torn
hopeless and lost.

Before I met you, my heart was
broken and in pieces
misused and contorted
distressed and not trusting.

But now that you're here,
my world is thrilling and colorful
my soul is hopeful and bright
and
my heart is loving and whole.

Sometimes I find it hard to live. Whether it be at school, where stress and pressure hit just the right buttons to **** me off. Or at 2 am when everything seems so distant.

Sometimes I find it hard to smile. Whether it be with my friends on a weekend, where joked flutter in the air. Or at 11 pm when a face time call sparks joy.

Sometimes I find it hard to laugh. Whether it be in a parking lot witnessing a homeless man by himself crying. Or at 4 pm when the world gets cold and horrid.

Sometimes I find it hard to stay happy. Whether it be with my family at supper on a Friday afternoon.  Or at 1 am when I'm by myself and hatred consumes my sleep.

Sometimes I find it hard to be strong. Whether it be when everything hurts and I want to give up. Or at 7 pm when everything freezes and everything hurts.

Sometimes you have to persevere. And so I will.

I miss out late night talks
where the only thing that
mattered was the echoes
of our laughter.

Every now and then
I become 10 years old

I'm laying in my parents bed
melting into worn sheets and heavy blankets

I can hear my sister on the phone
she's chatting about some math test

The walls were always thin

I can hear my mother with the vacuum
and my father and brother cooking breakfast

They are toasting english muffins
and scrambling eggs

The bacon is sizzling
and the hash browns are crispy

I can smell it now as it floods my house
seeping into the hallway and into the room

The birds outside are singing
and the sunlight is golden as it carresses
my weary, aged eyes

But I am 10 right now
my shoulders have no weight to carry

And I feel as though I am one with the wind
slowly floating away from where I should be,
back towards home.

I cut my hair short.
I feel like with the hair,
I've left behind the old me.
I'm just one more step closer to
finally accepting myself.