stargazing
hot chocolate
music
christmas lights
autumn leaves
cuddling (in theory)
performing
long hugs
flowers
children in grocery stores begging for pop tarts
late night talks
the thought of you
the thought of us
seeing you from afar as I walk into school
Just you

So many colors on nature’s palette
There are many moods and emotions
Picturesque gallery of many paintings
Forever framed in the travelers mind
Masterpieces cannot be recreated
If we only hold onto black and white
Immerse the soul in nature’s color
Many shades will color the spirit

Now is the time,
When I realize that all that walking
All that sobbing,
All that pillow hugging,
Is because I probably have depression.
Or my life is just a pile of shattered glass,
Not easily fixed.
It needs help from the outside world.
Will the world help me?

in and out
in and out
out and in

my little breaths
              are of a different sort.

the pitterpatter of my heartdrum beats against my eardrum:
i sit in silence and do not know what to think.

salt water flows out from my eyes

oh when did i get this ocean inside of me?

Mornings and evenings  .  .  .
Numberless eyes close— open,
  .  .  .  Flashes of magic.