Dear you,

the following is for your eyes and your eyes only.

I love you so much. I love you so much.
please don't ever forget that.

i think i understand what it means to be
a single drop of rain falling falling falling to the ground
in the middle of a crowd of thousands upon thousands
of others just like me even though they aren't like me at all.
i think i figured out why angels cry for so long so often
and why their tears are known to us as rain. They do that
when another of their own has fallen in the most beautiful
of ways. i know why so many molecules of carbon
throw themselves from the windows on the twenty first floors
of buildings while the rest of the company is away for lunch
in some overpriced cafe down the street. It's because
they were seconds away from being the first spec of
a diamond when someone went and released all
the pressure too soon. And they know that a life where you
don't shine just isn't a life worth living at all.

love i figured out what it's like to be
a single drop of rain falling to the most poetic doom
known to man, so alone, so free, alone and perfect
in it's imperfect pain. Today i finally learned why people hurt
the way they do for so long and as horrible as it is
there's so much indescribable beauty to it. i'd ask you
to join me as i fall, i'd lie and tell you it feels like flying
even though it's nothing like it at all because you're going too fast
to stop and taste the sky and you don't have any wings
to soak up the sun, but you have too much potential for me
to drag down. so instead i'll just kiss you once, i
look in your eyes and tell you that your lips taste like
the sweetest roses ever and the thorns cut too deep
for me to do it again. then i'll etch that smile with
a touch too much of highlighting that you know is fake
but it takes you a moment too long to realize it and
whisper good night, only i won't be coming back...

the rain is calling. the raven refused to sing.
the shadows allowed the ghost of my every heartbreak past
to move in. the walls chose words that you never said
with any voice but your eyes, and i just can't stay here
and live like that.

the rain

is calling

me home.

sincerely,

a broken diamond in the rough (strike through)
another fallen angel (striked through)
your wilting rose