You can go home
When you run out of dreams
When there's nothing left
By any means
When you've spent all you have
And your left all alone
When your dry to the bone
You can go home

You can go home
When the end has been met
Of fond memories
Of what you once had
When all of your needs
Out way all of your wants
That's when you will know
You can go home

You can go home
Because homes always there
With the door that is open
With the people who care
No matter where
Or how far you have gone
Your not to far away
That you can't go home

I'm tired of writing about a boy who doesn't even remember he loved me

I am hoping this love will come to an end soon
Cease to exist in only one mind
Because love gets lonely too
It is a lot easier to share an arrow than you might think
The equally experienced pain, sharing in comfort for one another
Loving someone is giving them the map of your weaknesses
And hoping they do not abuse their right to explore
Our love was a perfect amount of splattered paint
Branded on life's bland canvas
We allowed color to flow from our veins
But I am standing in a pool of only red
I fell through the cracks in your skin and that is where I remain
I am hoping this love will come to an end soon
Because though love is such an exquisite thing
It is not as beautiful, when you are only looking at one half
Of the whole picture

The leaves allow the sunlight to move in a way I never thought it could
The rays tap themselves against my glasses
But I'm not bothered
For I am fully aware of her motives
Harmless and sweet,
Simply thirsty to soak up a piece of the earth my body has made its friend

I let my body roll
And the sponges of light cover the green strands,
Strands compressed into the shape of my melancholy curves
Letting out a small sigh of exhaustion

And me and the sun sit side by side
And we watch the trees together
And we tell each other that its going to be alright
And that the loved ones will come home
And that the pie in the oven won't burn
And that, for the first time ever, we will be able to call ourselves beautiful

We tell each other lies
We lie until the sky begins to darken
I lie to the sun and she lies back
The two of us lie smiles onto each others faces
And, once she has reached home, leaving me with a "let us do this again"
I know that she is leaving me with another lie
And I am comforted
Because even the sun feels the weight of the world.
The only difference is she has the ability to remove it

And humans have to crack under it.

Love triangles try angles
Love circles tend to trap you
Into rolling with the punches.
Love squares box you in with
Rectangles, for the longer.
Love is better, out of shapes,
I think.