If I've only learned one thing from this life it's this.
If you love someone, say it, say it all the time. Say it twice.
Say it before every car ride, every plane trip, every night when you go to sleep.
If you love someone, make sure they know it.
Say it when you feel like you hate them and you're fighting and you're sad and hurt and you're about to part angry,
Say it,
Turn and yell it like an insult, "I LOVE YOU!"
And then storm out.
"I love you."
Because that's what matters.
Say it every rainy day doing puzzles in the living room,
Every ordinary moment in the grocery store buying bread,
Every chance you get. Say you love them.
If you love someone, say it.
You can never say it too much.
And whatever else I may have failed to learn
I do know that.

indecisive, reckless. i'm losing my mind.
restless: my heart, my body…i can't control.
these thoughts - consuming me, taking me over.

my head is whispering, "breathe darling breathe."
my heart is crying, my heart is dying
my heart is sighing, "let go, let go."
restless: my soul, "baby, let go"

confused, everything misconstrued.

so used, so broken
so much complication
so much self altercation.

indecisive: my heart.
my head is shouting, "LET GO, LET GO!"
my skin is crawling, my skin is begging
my skin is pleading, "don't hurt me no more."

restless, reckless, dazed
lost in an unnatural haze.
my mind is screaming, my heart is weeping
my body is traveling on a path; indecisive.
which way will it go?
away away, as far away as it will stray.

broken and still laughing, a walking contradiction.
restless: my soul…losing control.

I saw her in an open field,
a stick sword I saw her wield,
screaming and waving the stick around,
but there was no sound,
just a rustling of leaves in the wind,
that's when her eyes shot like a pin,
at mine,
and she smiled so shyly, so fine,
I was awkward and fell when I started towards her,
the wind stopped and electricity started to stir,
I asked her if we could someday be in love in French,
she smiled shyly again and punched my arm,
and called me a maiden *****,
I picked up a stick and told her to duel,
for the fire was getting fuel,
she threw down her stick,
and I went for a kiss but my nose she decided to lick,
staring with an awkward smile she pushed my cheeks,
and kissed me as I could feel my heart peaks,
awkward and my hand started to sweat,
I awoke with the feeling of winning a bet,
I will wait till tonight,
because you may not be real or in sight,
but that just means I havnt met you yet.