Thoughtless phrasing for shallow trouble; you know nothing of the gravity of life.

Sarcasm, does not become you.

All You've done, and all You do;
You make everything brand new.
You give me hope of a love that's true;
I owe my all, my life, to You.

I negotiated
You hesitated
I silently waited

You went.

My heart is tainted.

Somewhere deep inside of my deceitful heart,
Is a belief of one right woman; one right man.

So why can't I make this beating apparatus understand?

Your time will come.
When it does,
He won't treat you like a one night stand.

He'll hold you softly with sweet respect.
He won't be thinking about what he can steal from you next.
With every pulse of love, he'll guard you.
He'll make you forget the ones that scarred you.
You wont know when you've met him by the beats that you skip.
You'll know by the beginning of a strong sense of friendship.

He'll be chasing God's heart.
Just as David was so graciously accused;
And you, oh heart, must be so lost in Jesus

You'll barely notice being pursued.


Waiting isn't forever; you weren't meant to flatline.
But if you can't be quiet, deceitful heart of mine...
You'll focus on the wrong things; you'll be destructive to yourself.

So while we wait,
*Go sit upon that shelf.

I'm fascinated at your thoughts
They cross mine all the time
I can't wait for the things you say
whether in a text or in a rhyme.

To be in love with someone's looks,
is a common thing I'm told;
but to love to the very deepest part
is to love another's soul.

And so I love with a love so strong
that binds me to a prayer,
that maybe one day you'll rhyme for me
instead of someone who doesn't care.

All the time I spend with him,
is time that my mind spends with you.
Always when I kiss his lips,
my mind I almost lose.

The beauty in your lonesome words
Brings rhythm to my soul,
and all the while I'm speaking with him,
the warmth of your smile grows cold.

If I had the choice to choose,
it's you I'd want with me;
but still I'm here, wishing you were near
to softly whisper to me.

So wait I will until the day
I leave him to be with you,
and hope that you can forgive my past
because I'm not in love with him, but you.

Last night I had a dream
so to see if it were true,
this morning when I woke
I almost telephoned you.

My fingers knew the number,
but my heart forgot the words..
so when you answered and asked who it was,
silence was all you heard.

Sometimes I wish that you were here
to make my dreams more real
but then I remember all of the pain
that you always made me feel.

I guess it is for the better
that we are still apart
I thought my mind had accepted that
until in my dream, again, you broke my heart.

If you're staring at a screen right now;
If this moment's brought you here
There's at least a 1 in 7 billion chance,
That I hold you highest, dear.

I haven't put you on a pedestal;
Nor found a friend more true.
Not a soul could take your place-
You are the one and only you.

I'll never be able to repay the comfort,
Or the joy you've given me.
My only hope in sweet return
Is reminding you of beautiful simplicity.

Back to the days we laughed til we cried;
When we had no heartaches or cares.
Nothing that bothered us any more
Than what we decided on to wear.

I miss the times we felt so free;
I took for granted those nights.
Take now for granted, I will no longer
I swear to keep the present in sight.

Life has enough to complicate
Without needing help from us two...
So I'll do what I may to make nostalgia stay,

To be your best friend, Kaitlyn Lou.

Rainy days have come again;
Seems that they do not have an end.
For even when the sun is shining,
I see no silky silver lining.
Even when the sky is blue,
It seems a dull and darkened hue.
Even when the birds are singing,
I hear a haunted, hollow ringing.
Through pseudo smiles; lying laughter,
No hope of, ‘happily ever after.’
Since I have pushed you far away,
The rainy days are here to stay.

Who am I to say that she isn't your one?
Who am I to say that it isn't meant to be?
Who am I to say that it was premature,
And that you weren't ready for a family?

Im just the girl you promised all of that to
The one that for everything, you never followed through.
Im the girl who walked to hell and back a time or two
But who am I to say she's wrong for you?

Is a life free of pain; no hunger for hope,
all that it enticingly seems?
Or is there more found in victory over a noose & a rope,
That could never be by achieving the highest of dreams?

I've got no idea where my life's goin'.


But,



You do.

I told you I wouldn’t remember
If it was real life or a dream
And just as I predicted
Memory is ripping its own seams.

I chose you,
But you didn’t chose me.
Maybe freewill
Negates meant to be.