What I want in a lover
Is the excitement of a theme park
The calm of chamomile
The pain of a splinter
Reassurance of a nurse who can heal.
What I want in a lover is the
Crowd in my heart
When the chorus of a song comes on
I know from the start.
What I want in a lover
Is not money, clothes, a name,
But the incomparable solace
Of knowing I'm loved the same

I dont want to talk about the weather. I dont want to know "what's up". I want to  know everything you are. I want to know your biggest fears. Tell me about your hopes and dreams, tell me stories from your childhood. I want to know whether or not you like cream and sugar in your coffee. I want to sit on a roof top at midnight and talk about how the stars surround the moon and the millions of galaxies there are. Let's talk about how the human body is but a canvas and it is our job to paint what we ourselves see the  world to be. I don't want normal, i want extraordinary..
~JM

Sometimes, I have a strong urge to write;
One fleeting thought in my mind,
Eager to become a poem on paper.
At times, I am able to calm it down,
Save the thought for later;
But often comes the moment,
When the vessel is full,
Brimming with words,
Longing to ink the paper,
And become sentences.
I can feel the quiver of my heart
As I reach for the notebook.
The grip at the pen,
More confident and firm.
That's what happens to me,
When I sit down to write.
How about you?
**Do you feel it too?

i really thought this would be
( f o r e v e r )
so why are we
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
apart?

no, dear, it wasn't you. it was
me. it's always me and my selfish,
no-good heart that's only full of
desires for every single thing i can't
have.

i love every single thing about you;
the way your:
smile melted away the pain in my chest,
eyes spoke every word you couldn't say,
voice chased away every fear that held me down.
flaws and imperfections didn't turn me away,
but they drew me into the beautiful wreck
that you were/are/will always be.

"if all you ever wanted was love,"
you whisper in three-twenty-two
morning darkness, "then why are
you pushing it away?"

(i don't know) i wish i didn't know,
and i wish i didn't have to tear
myself apart so viciously just to
find an answer to give you - one that
won't break your heart and ruin
the only good thing i've ever known.

"why are we falling apart?"
it's not you, love.
it's me.

I know I don’t need you
But the desire is still there
I know we had to end
But it still doesn’t feel fair

All that I thought
Was that you were the one
You gave me some purpose
Even now that we’re done

You will always be
The thing I can’t reach for
The vision of who you might be
Is something I will always adore

I had to learn it the hard way
That soulmates aren’t yours forever
But I will always have a part of you
A part that I’ll never manage to sever

I’ll learn to live with the cancer
Because Love is not a gift
May you always suffer
And may we forever drift

You are not weak;
You just have to find out your strengths
When you feel the failure all the time,
Just do your best and surrender the rest to God
Always think positive and try to see the best in you

You are not ugly;
You just need to smile to enhance the beauty in you
Always do the good things for you but consider the welfare of others
For beauty is not just skin-deep but coming from the heart

You are loved;
Yes, don't say nobody loves you
That child who smiles when he sees you,
Jesus whom you cannot see, but always loves you
And I, the only one who will not stop loving you

I love you!
This is me, yourself.

Before I die I want to be somebody's favorite hiding place. The place they can put everything they need in order to survive. Every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe.

They love the mask, but I can't breath through it's lies
They love the mask, but I can't see through it's eyes
They love the mask, but I can't speak with it's tongue
They love the mask, but I can't hear when it's on