Your eyes were
as warm as the sun.
To this day,
you still have me
chasing the horizon,
chasing that warmth
I felt with you.

It’s true,
we watched the sun set
And with you:
A moment I wouldn’t forget
It happened,
we watched the moon rise
And it glistened,
I saw it in your eyes

I love you more
than the milky way
on a clear summer night.
For me the universe only
exists in your eyes.

I thought
I was blind
until I witnessed,
first hand, the
beauty in your eyes.
Now I see why
I fell for you.

We’ve been out there, alone
Chasing something that isn’t there
It’s taken me far too long
To realize that everything,
Everything we’ve ever wanted
Everything we've ever dreamed
Has been right there in front of us
Right there in each other’s eyes

I still hope
that we fall asleep
on Io
tonight.

They say
you remember all
the little details when
you are in love.
Every word, every smile,
every adventure and
every argument.
I still remember it all,
and you can barely
remember my name.

We fall
for the ones
who ignore us and
we ignore
the ones
who fall for us.
Such is the irony of life.

Isn't it ironic
how it is out of fear
for losing someone that stops us
from attaining them.

Such irony it is
when I feel lonelier
in your presence
than I do
alone.

Some people stay
because they truly
understand you while
others leave for
the exact same
reason.
This is one of
life's greatest
ironies.

Isn't it ironic how
heartbreak can make you
push people away when all
you want is love.

You can’t be replaced,
it’s an impossible feat
so carry on, stranger.
It took me too long to realize
that we aren’t toys, tools,
or parts of some machine;
we exist for ourselves.
what did you come here for,
comfort or a poem?

You’re all I have left
it’s the worst kind of theft
to lose a portion of your soul

I search and I search
from Pluto to church
Without you I’ll never feel whole

I wasn't in search of anyone
or anything-
until I found you.
And I have been looking
for you ever since.

I didn’t ask
to be made of glass
nor did I wish to be
thrown so far.
I didn't ask to be so frail,
to fall head over heels.
I didn’t know you
wouldn’t catch me but
I thought that glass would survive.

I wonder if you still
tell our story to other people.
I wonder if you’re still
up north with your new man
and you'll say 'I knew a poet'.
I wonder if he will be
showing you pictures of the world,
and you'll say ‘I knew a man
who's seen Melbourne to Reykjavik.’
Sometimes I run into the people
we used to know but they won't
recognize me without you by my side.
They will introduce themselves,
and ask how you're doing and I'll say,
‘I don't know anymore.’

Sometimes I stop
and remember you.
I remember what it was like
to hold you, to see you smile,
and I smile just thinking about it.
I don’t want to stop thinking about you,
writing about you, sighing for you.
I long for the day I can
call your name once more and
you come running back into my arms.
I want to always be there for you.

The left find themselves
caught in between socialism
and a rebellion.
On one hand,
they wish to grant their government
more power,
when on the other,
they claim they cannot be trusted.
Which one is it?
Time is ticking.

I don’t know if I need a friend-
I don’t know if I am on the mend.
All I know is that it feels like
this feeling will never end.

trapped between Heaven and Hell,
the world has failed her
one too many times.
Fall after fall,
she's cracked
but not yet shattered.
There's no ending in sight-
she looks in the mirror
and sees someone else.

it has been a while
since I've written anything worthy
and it has been quite a while
since we last talked.
Perhaps these factors are related-
all I know is that I wrote
some of my favorite pieces
when we kept each other up-
when you were still in my life.

It’s been awhile
since I last heard your voice.
I miss the way it soothed
every atom in my body.
It’s been awhile
since I last felt your touch
I miss the way it healed
me to the core of my soul.

It’s not easy
to be so far away
to only hear your voice
Instead of my eyes
sketching your face
your curves, your smile
it’s not easy
having a bad day
and not hold
The only person
Who can make it better
it’s not easy
having a good day
but not celebrate
with you that night
to not have breakfast
On a Sunday morning
or maybe dinner plans
for when you get off work
it’s not easy
Missing you
With an empty heart
But I get by
With the thought
Of you in my arms
Again

One soul
and one heart
is not enough to
contain all
of this
sorrow.

We write to cleanse-
to rid these feelings from our system
whether it be the butterflies in our bellies
or the demons that lurk our minds.
There is no lying to the page-
this pen knows us better
than we know ourselves.
It takes an honest soul to
bleed onto the page,
each word a heartbeat
and a trail that follows us
through this life.

Why do I wake up?
It was always you.
Knowing that I share the
same moon that kisses your
smooth and pale cheeks
is all the reason I need
to get out of bed each day.
And knowing that you bless
my dreams each night is
all the reason I need to
rest my weary soul.
It was always you.

I wait for you
In my thoughts,
and in my dreams.
I don't know how long you'll take,
all I know is that you'll be here soon.
My reach is far,
and my hopes are big,
after coming to the realization
that you probably won't come,
and that this is all
in my head.

I wish that
he could see
that she is tired
of fighting the tide.

I wish that
he could see
that she is barely
afloat anymore.

I wish that
he had saved
her from drowning
but he left her out at sea.

I wish that
his heart wasn't
shallow so that she
could have dived
into his
heart.

The good news is that one day
I won't remember the
exact words that
broke my heart.
The bad news is that
I also won’t remember
how your eyes glistened
underneath the stars.

Why do I write about you
when you cannot see my words?
I do it because my heart
will not let me have it any other way.
This feeling may silence this voice,
it may even destroy me,
but these hands will continue
to write.

There was a time where we
meant the world to each other.
Those nights together seem so distant and
I'd do anything to relive those perfect moments.
I don't understand what went wrong-
you turned away and closed the door.
Believe me,
I've tried putting the pieces back together
but they always never fit.
Perhaps some people were never
meant to fit together.

I still daydream about you,
and I feel my soul jump for JOY
from country to country to chase you.
The smile you put on my face
as wide as the space between us
when we are not together.  
I can still feel this JOY
through that space-
it fills me up like a cup of matcha
on all those nippy nights without you.
What a miracle it was
to have crossed paths with you-
a bright star in what was
an empty void.

Soft haired girl,
like a bed of roses,
blooming all over the world.
Lucky was I to get lost
in her garden,
her aura-
but little did I know that
her thorns would leave
such a lovely mark
upon my heart.

Last night you came to me
Just a dream at three thirty-three
And then you kissed me
I almost felt your body
And when you held me
I couldn’t wake, I couldn’t flee

It’s only been two days
But it’s true, I miss you
I tell myself it’s just a faze
To stop myself from feeling blue
but spring has never felt colder
My bed's never felt so empty
Now, all I can do is wait for summer
To bask in your warmth and all your beauty

I'm feeling weary,
My mind is grey.
I'm already tipsy
and it's only Tuesday.

Today was a good day
and yet I still felt empty
at the end of it while laying
on my bed drowning in music
just like every other day.
Smiling, I close my eyes
And turn up the volume;
some days will have highs
and some days will have lows;
It will be okay.

I rehearse the words
I want to say to you
over and over again in my head.
Tonight I should be sleeping,
but I have to think this through;
I have to get this right.
I’m pretty certain I’m just another
face to you, or, that’s what I’m becoming.
But you were never just another face.
And you will never be just another face.
Nor will you become a distant memory;
I will always carry you close to my heart
even though I’m pretty sure
I never got close to yours.

It took me far too long
to realize that some people
just. don't. care.
Whether they hurt you,
intentional or not,
they just. don't. care.
And they'll go about their lives
with not an afterthought about you.
It's a cold world out there-
be careful who you let in.

Just keep climbing
until you become the sky
Just keep climbing
until you become the heavens
Just keep climbing
until you become the future
We’ve climbed these mountains
with bare hands and heavy minds
screaming at our upward battles
so just keep climbing
until you become what you seek

We spent four years
wounding each other?
Is that love?
Some people would call us mad,
but that's what I just call
life.

One more kiss,
one more drink,
and I can go home
a happy man.
Oh, if only it were
that simple.

My mind is
a kaleidoscope
of colorful thoughts
and bright memories
all too vivid to
comprehend
at once.

Does heartbreak
keep track of time?
Years have passed and yet
the cracks will not subside.
Time has a way of morphing
heartbreak and grief
into a loneliness-
a shadow that
follows me around.
At least now I know
that the answer
is yes.

I can’t believe I
trusted you enough
to give you my heart.
I can't believe you
didn't break it.

The sun doesn't stop shining
just because we stop looking.
Why should you stop writing
if you think no one is reading?

I’m sorry that you
have to carry around
that key to my heart,
that **** rusted thing,
not knowing what it unlocked.
I’m sorry that we may never meet
or that you may never unshackle me
from these heavy chains.
This is not your burden,
only mine to carry.
So treat this key
As a mystery, as a treasure
from me to you.
Let it hang around your neck
Or under your pillow
and remember that someday
somewhere is waiting to be unlocked;
a treasure for the ages.
Remember not to worry;
this story doesn’t need
a happy ending
or an ending at all.

I navigated
a sea of dumplings
in the heart of Japan
but none of them came close
to that perfect dumpling
I shared with you
in what now seems
like a dream.

Kisses for you
for lunch and
for dinner-
for now
'til eternity.