If I were given the choice
over a thousand sunflowers
or an endless field of lavender,
I would choose your smile
every time.

I want to
drink from your
lips as if you were
an oasis in
the desert.

As the stars come out each night,
as do my thoughts of you
the way they set my skies ablaze
in your beauty and every
memory we shared.

When you smile at me,
the sun inside me ignites
and the flowers of
my heart bloom.

The only one who
feels with me is me-
all the joy, the pain,
and everything in between.
Those tears and those smiles
only reach my face and
its my burden to carry.
This is my solitude and it is
all I have ever know.

How lonely is the
writer who sinks into the page
as they pour their mind into their words
only for no other soul to
witness their art?

I close my eyes and
suddenly, I am there,
in the memories I try to forget,
where I lost my heart and
have been trying to
reclaim it since.