"This
is a familiar scene for me;
You,
with your eyes on the road,
and myself,
watching the sights
as we pass them by.
There
are so many things
that I
want to ask of you,
so many questions
to be answered,
and yet,
there is a quiet
between us,
that which we also share;
the familiar sound
of silence;
the sound
of all the things
you didn’t say.”

White noise buzzing about my skull,
Incessant thoughts without meaning,
No reprieve and no reason.

Other worlds all progressing steadily,
Overlapping with my own reality,
No definition between them.

You might not be able to see what I can,
Thinking I'm a fool or just insane,
No acceptance of my truth.

Always I will know that this is reality,
It is out there just behind the veil,
No way through to get home.

I
A café
One table and two chairs
Two coffees and a vanilla cake
She then: "You remember my favorite cake.
My very wish in the morning every time I wake."
     And he then observing: "How can I not, my lovely thing."
She then: "How warming your smile takes my breath
That I fell blue if you walk away. That’s why I love you."
     And he then with a kind smile: "I know and also
     I love you."

What a lovely day that even angels sing.


II
One afternoon
A couple of unhappy months or so
On a park under a gloomy birch-tree
She then crying: "Please hear me out,
I’m sorry."
     And he then: "Why? Please don’t make me worry."
     He then crying: "Don’t tell me you don’t love me anymore.
                                   This doesn’t make any sense."
…Silence

This cloudy afternoon walks with pain and sadness.


III
On a rainy day
She then crying: "My heart is breaking what you have done
Smile for me once to heal my collapsing heart."
     And he then: …Silence
She then sobbing: "Remember the bitter day we talk
I take back the one that hurt you the worst part."
     And he then: …Silence
She then wailing: "Please come back to me
I love you, more than songs can say."
     And he then: …Silence

A girl in a garden of remembrance where he stay...

I would gladly bear the stones being cast at her from the crowds,
in that she no longer feels their stings.
Upon my back I would carry the world weighing heavy upon her
giving ease from tribulations, trials, and worry.
My ears, and time would be given without second thought,
In when her voice seems to gain no meaning or audience.
I would blanket her and hold her close when all seems unreal,
for her to know comfort, understanding, and there is meaning to it all.

Know that whether it be of spirit, mind or body, I am at the ready!

I am ready to be your star
who can fall for you
to make your wish come true !!

# your star

Don't worry I am not feeling miserable this time
Of course you prevail for making your arrogance
You shouldn't worry  as it won’t hurt me
Yeah you got me right; I don’t have pain in my heart
No weeps can take my grief this time
You throw wind for me, but that won’t ******* now
I am not a trivial and frail as before
Yeah You are correct; I am now tough this time

Am I missing something beautiful?
Or this is the most exquisite one that I might lose?

should I wait for better?
Or this is the heavenly best  one?

Should I be more confuse
or can make this good the best one?