My skies turned from gray to blue, to black and back.
Fueled with charisma and insanity,
The little hope I had left took my hand, and led me home.
I would shine like the sun, if it weren’t for the clouds.
I look back now and realize
How childish everything I ever did was.
And I understand that tomorrow,
I’ll look back at today and think the same.
I walk on the line dividing heaven and hell,
Not yet sure which side I’d like to fall.
Who is there, if it is not you?
Who are you, if you are not here?
Maybe I am so alone and missing you
Because you have not been replaced.
But maybe you have not been replaced
Because I’ve been missing you.
Long story short,
Or maybe it’s been a short story all along,
As much as I miss, as much as I want, as much as I crave.
Faces come and go, and as yours is leaving,
Another is coming, making me smile in different ways.
Flipping and flopping, tipping and toppling.
I notice that smile from across the room
Nervous excitement bubbles inside of me.
The pages are turning and we are learning
How to be okay, how to calm down and stay.
I don’t know exactly what to say, other than hello
While in my head the words are forming,
My brain is constantly storming.
Our souls lead our hands to play the music
That we couldn’t possibly express with words.
From corner to corner,
The feelings continuously bounce off the walls.
Braids and shades, blades and trades.
As we live on, as we love another
I am the missing piece,
That belongs to a different puzzle.