Me to universe: What about me?
Universe to me: Well,  what about you?

The floor opened up and
                      Enveloped me in
Without even giving me the chance to
                      Breathe
            It swallowed me whole

I hate birds but I've been teaching them how to sing
For you
Even though you lurk in the
Depths of my mind - surfacing
Momentarily at all of the wrong times
Torturing me
Alluring
Exhilarating- me
                        I could not imagine a single
                        Millisecond that you are not
                        Behind my eyes
I could not go a day without internally hearing your voice -
                       You are the ocean and I am the
                       Smallest crustacean - a bottom feeder
                       You are the moon and I am the sun
                       I die everyday so that you can
                       Breathe  
I could not live this life without you  
Even if it is spent away from you -
You are here
Within me
                      You are in every song I hear
                      Every sunset I see
                      Every inch of me burns with your touch
                      Why did I not leave a space of my own?
1, 1,00, 100,000 years from now
Even after out souls have returned to
Their rightful homes-
Yours the tress and mine
The constellations (opposites) I will love you
You will always be the first rock -
                       That started my landside
                       The first disturbance that caused my
                       Avalanche
The center of my being, my world, my galaxy, my universe
                       I want to die like this
If love were a window you were
The whole **** house

She wore flowers in her hair
And anger in her eyes
Had a strong hate for her father
And thought birthdays were stupid

He memorized every notch in her spine
And made a home for himself in the gaps between her fingers
Playing dot-to-dot with her freckles,
Became his new favorite hobby

Tattoos adorned his arms
Expressing himself in ways words never could, for ink could not stutter
He smoked too many cigarettes, and gazed at her through hooded eyes
The kind that could only be found in the depths of the alleyways you avoided

She looked at him as if he had hand selected the stars,
And was responsible for the moon
Right next to her love for the Rolling Stones, he was there
Swimming through her bloodstream

He had deceived himself into believing he did not love her
For she was his Abigail Williams
And she always said,
"God damns all liars"

Compare me to a winter's day
My insides are icicles
Threatening to drop, to shatter at the slightest disturbance
My demons are hibernating, hungry and wrapped in fur
Anticipating the first sight of spring
                     Fullness
My heart is bleak
                     Barren
A cracked stone wall runs along its edges
Flowers could bloom there, but not in this coldness
Not in this absence
My blood is screaming as it ravages inside of this empty shell
"I just want to die. I just want to die. I just want to die." it howls
Where is my spring?
Where is my solace?