midnight thoughts
shifting with the clock
closer & closer to the rays of sun
but mostly clouds stay in my mind
somehow strangely keen clouds
with your name written in delicate raindrops all over them
I see your greenish eyes flashing in the shadows of my mind like lightning bolts breaking through these clouds
and I hear your somewhat deep voice rattling my brain which, you should know by now, I'm going to compare to the thunder in my head
And this clashing, triumphant storm slowly subsides as I drift off to visions of you and my crooked blinds

If a hat is a hat for sitting on one's head, what makes a hat a hat, and not a cap instead?
Those things compared may seem silly, but the differences between lust and love are incomparable, really
Lust is a dog with a bark for rotten meat
Love is the hound who shares his savory treat
Lust is a naked tree on a bare winter's day
Love is the comfort on a fragrant, warm spring day
To be serious, lust can make one quite delirious, a want for flesh and passionless ***, but love, love conquers all,
as Jesus, our Savior, took our fall, that's the greates example of all

In an odd way,
I'm glad you broke my heart,
and left me wondering,
because it made me realize the past is not to be lingered on
I'm living for today
and I'm moving on without you

I can't believe I spent wide awake nights thinking of you
I can't believe (I still don't) that you didn't feel the same way
I can't believe how utterly blind I was to think that you were "different" (what does that even mean?)
What a mess you made of me
Left me wrecked like a tornado
And it's all becoming clear now
I can't wait to find someone who puts you to shame
I can't wait to find someone who fits with me better than you ever could've

Only fools speak that life is solely about being happy
for if life was for personal happiness,
no one would actually be happy
Life is about connections,
meeting strangers in odd places,
eating Chinese takeout while reading your favorite book at 2 in the morning
It's hard working days and sleepless nights
Sad days spent by yourself
The love of two broken people
God and his promise
The fresh smell of the first day of spring
Life is happy and sad
But in the end, it isn't half bad,
For these torn-up moments make us into who we are
You've come so far

If we were soldiers
and our "love" the war
Why, there was nothing we were fighting for
Just empty air
and shouted threats everywhere
with awkward, distant stares

My heart is a melting *** of emotions
Oh boy, don't get me confused with those flakes
and their brash mannerisms
I'm a snow globe with messy thoughts covering every inch of my brain
My eyes are car headlights leading me down a beaten path through welcoming views and dreaded ones
And my lips,
they're a clock,
searching for the right time to say or do anything
these things make me invincible