You drop the word
Forever
Like it's nothing

And I wonder
How many
Forever's
You've muttered
To all the girls
Before me

And I wonder
If forever
Is something I could
Really
Live to see

Perhaps forever
Is your way of saying
Please, my love,
Consider
Marrying me

Because to me
Forever
Is a promise
That few can really
Keep

And forever
Is a day
I never want to see

Because
I've been promised
Forever
A thousand times over

My ears, my heart
They're sick of
That word
Forever

Why don't you just
Love me today
And let forever
Speak for itself
For a change.

I buried my humanity in my youth
Shattered all my tears with my sorrows
and sealed my heart forever.

I saw you
For the first time
4 hours ago
4 hours from that moment
You are the only thing
I think about

I am afraid
I am the reason
People have problems
With trust and love--
But baby
Promise me
I can't scare you away
Cause I need to drink your words in
I need to feel you
Need me

I have always noticed
That while this city is filled with females
The library is filled with men
Middle-aged; average, maybe less
Sitting at computers
Afternoons
Weekdays

Today I saw them, for the hundreth time
I finally realized
These men have nowhere else to go
Some of them, maybe
But nowhere they would rather be
They're looking for jobs
To feed their families, themselves
This library is their 9-5
No qualifications necessary

I sit in the Bates Room
Surrounded by green lamps and wood tables
Books line the walls, and the gray clouds do not let the sun shine in
The image of academia, the most scholarly of steeples
A man sits across the room
In a navy hat and gray sweater
Book open in front of him
Exactly halfway through

He dozes off
Time and time again
The security guard wakes him up

People walk in and out
Taking pictures and admiring the architecture

I wonder what he's thinking

Woke
smoked
broke my fast,
dressed
pants,shirt and
vest,
heating low,
radio,
off I go
to
work.

I watched as you
cast yourself away
one step at a time;
with my gaze fixed
at your dauntless irises
how could I have known
that with every breath
you were drifting further away.

The clocks ticked away,
and all I have is the last of
second chances.

I watched as you slowly,
very slowly,
with such grace,
effortlessly,
faded into the horizon.

And all I have to thank
is the image of you
my eye lids were able to retain.