I am a lot of sensations in one,
a lot of taste, of storms.
of colors you've never seen before.

I am the myth you've never heard,
and the ode you never wrote.
I am the song that you don't know the lyrics of,
but you keep on singing anyway.

I was born to be the impossible,
out of the millions of possibilities.

And no,
I won't change for you.

Thank you for giving me the joy of meeting you
For welcoming me into your family and making me feel as if I were with you all forever
Your excitement upon meeting me is something I will never forget
He talked about you a lot
And from the second I heard your name, I knew you were something special to him
The one who helped him grow into the man that he is
The one who dried his tears
The one who told him to never give up.
I wrote him a note on the back of a book I got him for Christmas
It was new and fresh and exciting and I couldn’t wait to tell him how I felt
You said it was one of the most beautiful thing you ever read and I knew I liked you then
I shouldn’t be writing this for you.
I shouldn’t be thinking of him now
But I am.
I just want you to know that it’s been the greatest pleasure to know you and the hardest thing ever for me to let him and your beautiful family go.
I’m sorry if I caused him any pain.
I know he’s your baby and you never want to see him hurt.
But I want you know that I loved him as much as I knew how to.
And somethings you just can’t force.
That first Christmas was the first time I ever felt happy for the holidays and I thank you and your family for that.
Thank you for showing me love and compassion and excitement.
As you can see, I am still trying to get over him.
But I see he has already forgotten me.
I don’t know what you think of me now.
And it should probably stay that way
I was only a blink of an eye for him as I should be for you
But every so often you all dance into my brain and I can’t help but think what could have happened,
i just want to thank you for making me feel so welcome
That now it feels so heartbreaking to leave, even months later.
And even after he has found someone new.
I hope you all cherish her as you did me.
And I wish you all the best

I hope he takes care of you
Maybe not quite the same way as he did me
but with real love and understanding
I know he’s a little hot headed
Sometimes you just have to be patient with him
He’ll do the same for you

I hope he listens to you when you’re angry
Or upset
Or happy
I hope he doesn’t leave the room for a smoke during a fight
I hope you don’t have to follow him outside
While he angrily blows smoke in your direction
I really hope that you help him quit

Say hi to his sisters for me
I wish I could’ve gotten to know them better
Hug his mom a little tighter the next time you see her
She was the first love of his life

And if we ever cross paths, I hope there is peace
And I hope you make him happier than I ever could.

In the month of June, in year old perfume
I tried to drown you out
Found myself down, stumbling around
only you I thought about

Bought myself breakfast at the place we used to go
Diner lights fight with last nights merlot
Guess I’ll call it a day and try again tomorrow

And I bet you told your mother what a mess I became
To try and keep me from dancing on the back of your brain
It’s not for me to say cause I left you anyways
but sometimes I wish that you would’ve let me stay

We drank a lot of wine together
Maybe we had an alcohol problem but it felt right at the time.
It felt like a toast to the both of us,
A celebration of love for eachother
A toast to every night spent together,
We loved each other but now he loves another
And this is just too much for me to weather

I can’t find the words to say to you
So I went to a florist
Maybe I’ll say it in daisies or maybe peonies will do
I don’t get this sentimental
I hope you don’t think I’m mental as I offer these to you
You’re as sweet as sunshine and I sure wish you could be mine
Because I would shower you in every flower in this room
You’re an intoxicating perfume

I don’t remember how it went anymore
I was too caught up in the emotions to notice when it fell apart
It wasn’t until there was thread spilling over my hands and onto my feet that i realized that none of it was keeping us together anymore