Sometimes I get this feeling that is pretty much indescribable,
that not one word in the English language,
can truly suffice everything that I am feeling.
      Its that feeling where at that moment in time,
      all you want to do, is be alone.
      Shut the world out in hopes of blockading the issues.
      Because maybe the world is a little too overwhelming.
            Its that feeling when all you want to do,
            is recollect your life, perhaps reminisce.
            Trying to find some sort of direction.
                  The battle between tears and laughter,
                  where you would cry about anything,
                  and laugh at everything...
                  laugh at the fact that you cry about anything.
                        ...I guess it's just one of those feelings.

As I lay myself asleep and close my shades of light,
   My mind opens its wings so great and prepares itself for flight.
It wanders in an ocean, aimlessly trying to find a way,
   Searching for the answers to all of my unspoken thoughts.
They break the rules of society, defy all the laws embedded within our universe,
   and somehow it resembles the rotation  of a merry-go-round.
And as this thought process becomes one of the nightly routines,
   I find myself dazing off to a sleep that's serene.

Teach me how to love by example,
by loving others,
making them smile,
and going beyond all the galaxies of the universe.

Teach me how to love through experience,
by falling in love yourself,
giving all of you to her,
and by taking a risk that many don't.

Teach me how to love firsthand,
by making me fall for you,
making me go weak in the knees,
and make me love you back effortlessly.

Then I will know what love is,
and I can perhaps teach you too,
by sharing every essence of joy together,
if you teach me how to love.

A little green eyed monster,
it possesses me.
Manifests itself within my body.
I think you may have met him,
he's a sneaky one you see.

I tried to fight him off.
I guess I lost the battle,
because my mind fell short
and emotions took over.

He's too strong.
I need to build up the strength,
to have control of my mind,
once again.
At the end,
you did nothing wrong.

It just happens to be,
that this little monster
has overtaken me,
he goes by the name,
Mr. Jealousy

If only you had the courage to swallow your pride,
then maybe, just maybe you'd still be by my side.
If only you had the strength that I needed,
then maybe, just maybe our love would have succeeded.
If only you carefully picked out your fights,
then maybe, just maybe you'd be here tonight.

Only, if only I could forgive all that you've done,
then maybe we would be together as one.
Only, if only I could see the good in your heart,
then maybe we would have never been torn apart.
Only, if only I had the strength,
then maybe we would love another once again.

Dear Man,
Do you think of me like I think of you, or does it waste your time?
Do you long for touch just as much as I, or does it linger on your skin?
Do you wish you could stand inside our memories, does it fade away slowly?
Do you need someone to talk to at night? Do your ears listen for my voice?
Do you miss me, and the way I laugh, or do you take every essence of me and leave it behind?

Dear Woman,
Thinking of you doesn’t waste my time, because you are never a waste.
Your touch does not linger on my skin, because it lingers in my heart.
Our memories do not fade, because they consume my every thought.
My ears do not listen for your voice, because they have it playing on repeat.
I will never miss you, or the way you laugh, because I never will leave your side.

She sits solemnly, observing her surroundings,
Her wrinkles engraved into her aged face
As she stirs the spoon along the tea cup's boundaries
The rhythmic pace suddenly comes to a halt.

Her eyes wander along a passing couple,
as they hold hands, she reminisces..
of those days before they slowly crumbled
those days where her and her lover shared kisses.

The twinkle in her eye,
matches the twinkle on her finger.
That love of that one of a kind guy,
forever with her will linger.


Her sadness is exerted in her expressions,
One true love is all she needed
to teach her a bundle of life lessons,
an "I do" ,they pleaded.

To profess their love was no crime,
They were hopelessly devoted
the time flew by.
Only to grow apart and forgotten.

She is a forgotten lover,
who wears her past on her fingers,
and forever will the love of her life,
always linger.