I dreamed of you again.
We laughed,
talked,
and loved.

You held me so tightly,
with strong,
warm
hands.

Yet touched me
so tenderly,
lovingly,
and gently.

I awoke and realized it wasn't real

I'm left with a hole
so deep,
dark,
and painful.

Longingly I wait to fill
this abysmal,
heart clenching
loneliness.

Maybe I'll stop longing
and find
my beautiful
self instead.

Why does it feel like we aren’t friends

How come everything is different now

I want to tell you how it’s bothering me but I can’t

I guess I’ll enjoy our friendship as long as it lasts

I will forever remember
Those beautiful deep brown eyes
That you thought were so plain.
But darling, you could not see:
how could you possibly see?
The way they shined in the sun
breathtaking hues of mahogany
Melting into golden rays
Circling an eclipse
your “plain brown eyes”
truly aren’t plain at all
they are a stunning mixture
of every color known to man
The most beautiful sunset on earth.

the words spilled from her mouth

here i sit,
as my best friend,
tells me
you have another.

i shouldn’t care.
but i do.

no matter how hard i try,
the poetry for you in which i write,
never ceases.
it just keeps pouring out of my soul.
it sometimes seems as if,
the poetry i write for you is what keeps my heart beating.
what keeps me breathing.

but now, what am i supposed to do?
her?
seriously?
do you think she will love you?
do you really think she will love you?
please tell me.

it’s hard to think of you with another
because we used to be so in love with each other.

it’s been a long time since we last spoke,
but it feels as if all the memories of us i have were just made yesterday.

you have another.
who will never,
ever,
love you in the way i could.

but my question for you is,
will you love her in the way you could towards me?