I want back what I have lost.
To be whole once more,
To find the piece that fits.
I can't feel much;
But what I can,
Is just enough
To get up again.
The hope that tomorrow,
I'll find someone new,
To help me place the pieces;
To show me love again

I want something that I cannot have. I cannot have it because I don't truly know what it is. I've seen it polished and propped as if it were on display and I've heard the stories of how much time and effort it took to make it look as such. But I want it. I want love. I want the idea of it at least.
I want the fights brought about by events simpler and less important than the time we wasted to have them. I want to be pained by the sight of her pain and know that the feeling of knives piercing my chest when I see her cry is there because I would literally drive them there myself, if only to prevent her tears.
I want our laughs to intertwine over the smallest things and our conversations to stretch our minds over the biggest. I want to see you sleep at night and I'll smile because I know that you're finally at peace. And I want you to smile when you wake up because you know that I'm fighting to make your reality better than your dreams.
I want love. I want romantic love, I want crazy love. I want passion. I want to pick you up in my arms and in that brief present get lost in your presence. I want to be in you when I am in you and have you wish that I would stay forever. I want to be in your heart and mind, and I want our love to be torturous and blind.
I just want love. I want the idea of it at least.

There exists a place on earth
Where one can find true peace
A place away from stress and pain
A place where all of it will cease

For some, it's near the ocean
That a calm can always be found
The waves carry all the stress away
With that familiar relaxing sound

The coolness of the water,
And the warmth of sunny rays,
It doesn't take very long at all
Before the world melts away

For others it's the forest
That sets their mind at ease
The world feels completely still
When you're surrounded by tall trees

The air somehow feels calmer
It smells remarkably fresh
Some birds tweet in the distance
And your thoughts again can mesh

So often we get caught up
In the worries of the day
We forget to worry about ourselves
And take some time away

So whether you go alone
Or with someone you hold dear
Make sure to find the time you need
To make your head feel clear

Demons play a tune
Silent as snow
A tune everyone does know
And no one is immune.

A tune you hear in battles
Battles of a different kind
The battles of the mind
A tune that makes people eat apples.

Many think it is a tune of sin
And cause you to wince
False, since
Demons play the violin.

we used to sit on the roof
and count the stars
talking about my dreams and aspirations
we'd pass the hours

we used to sit on the roof
and count the stars
we'd talk about the little joys in life
and how much we loved ours

we used to sit on the roof
and count the stars
you'd tell me that the night sky reflected our souls
the stars like mirrors, glass shards

we used to sit on the roof
and count the stars
you'd tell me no matter what
you'd never be too far

we used to sit on the roof
and count the stars
now 5 years later
it feels like my heart is behind bars

i sit on the roof
and count the stars
wishing you were here beside me
and not just a collection of memoirs

i sit on the roof
and count the stars
hoping one day,
you'll take me back as yours.