I hope you're learning to listen and I hope you're learning to stay.
And I hope you're making it a mission to clean up every mess you've made.
I hope you're growing, viciously like a vine and I hope you now realize the pain you feel is the same as mine.
And I hope one day that you'll see that I AM THE ORIGINAL. Always have been. Always will be.
I hope your heart is healing. God knows my hollow one needs it too.
And I hope one day you'll realize I'm the one who writes the poems for you.
The turtle in the shell who peaks his head of his hollow cave
and has just enough time to put his spell on me before he hides again and goes away.
The wounds that you've reopened and the feelings you cannot see are what keep me awake at night
and torture the being that is me.
When all the times I've told you I love you, well I mean it until I die
and my body becomes the cosmic dust that lights up your starry sky.
Why you are in confusion I can very well tell that you've created your own creature
and lit the fires to your own personal Hell.
As I stand by softly watching just as I always have.
I'll never leave you Darling, even if it is your fire that into I am dragged.
What this hold is you have over me I cannot say but its something like when the Sun rises over the Ocean
but you know the Moon still never goes away.
My dreams are almost nightmares stained with your beautiful face
and keep me trapped in limbo without hope of escape.
I think of you always, wondering what could've been
Like the story of Happily Ever After only with a painful twist.
He always leaves her wandering but resurfaces at the convenience of his pain
and then once again abandons her beautifully feeling like a rainbow in the rain;
You cannot see her tears and he gives no umbrella to keep her safe.
So the story of you and I, it can never be written in stone until you realize Darling,
inside you is your natural Home.
I will be here waiting, choking on the smoke of every fire you started and promises you broke.
This creature you say you are is only a reflection of your mind,
tattered and broken yet still one of a kind.
I see no creature, but a boy who is afraid of the world that surrounds him that will eventually be his grave.
I know I will love you forever because in our past lives I did just the same.
I never stopped loving you. You just forced me to bury it away.
So when you lay there at night and contemplate all that you've done,
the lies you've told and the battles you've won.
The eyes that you look into and tell them that you miss.
The lips you ponder and cannot help but kiss.
The hope that you give to me but always take away.
And all the reasons why I never stop loving you even when in your shell you go to hide and stay.
So I hope that you're learning and I hope one day you'll see that when I said "Forever."
that's how I planned it to be.