I'm used to people leaving without warning.
"See you later" nor a final "goodbye" parts
from the lips that used to say "I love you."
Each and every time, I assume their silence
is their way of exiting, their way of not causing
too much damage. And memories we created
were meant to be something to remember them by.
Eyes watered with tears filled with words
I cannot verbally express, and I ask myself,
"Why do people leave when I'm so **** easy to love?"

You came around and changed everything.
You are unaware of the power of your presence.
You may not physically be in my sight but your
energy radiates from the amount of miles in between us.
In between us lies heaps of unconditional love,
answers to questions so deep, and many truths
that have yet to be said because the hesitation is taking over.
And I can't help but to think how different things
would be if you were right in front of me.
Eyes locked and analyzing each other's souls,
with the inability to see through each other.
I am patiently waiting for the day.
With you, tomorrow is never too late.
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