I always inquire
about his past relationships
sometimes a little too much

and he always gets annoyed
when I ask about the girls
he loved and then left
because he thinks
that I think
he is bad

but really
he is good
and
I want to discover
the little parts of his heart
that he did't let them see
because
when you love someone
you want to make sure
that the things the others did
to make him leave




you never do

It's a sleepy kind of missing you

I wake up in the morning
And the sunlight coming through
My windows
Reminds me of the first time you said
I love you
And the dust particles
Floated between our
brown speckled eyes
I should have known

Evening tiredness
Reminds me of the first time I knew
I was in love with you
And you asked me how I was
In your mother's backyard
And the sunlight hit
Your brown speckled eyes
I should have known

I go to sleep at night
And the moon reminds me
Of the time we stood
Outside your house
And you told me
How we'd always be seeing the
Same moon
And how it'd always be the size
Of the tip of my thumb
I should have known

A sleepy kind of missing you
a longing that never quite dissipates
Kind of like being stuck
Between being awake
And being asleep

I was made of the stars
But you were made of the sea
I was always convinced
That through your veins ran galaxies

And your baby blues
Looked like the earth from space
The cigarette smoke on your lips
I would always trace

In your eyes I floated
Your lips I drank
Between your sheets I swam
But in your words I sank

In the depths of your ocean
I called out
water muffles words
from 100 feet down

So here I am now
At the bottom of the sea
Weighted down on the floor
Tears are quite salty

There is no flaw in you, my love
Yet you lie in bed and cry
Salty tears like 100 feet down
Waves upon waves of sighs
There is no flaw in you, my love
Your eyes sparkle like a pretty ring
Round marbles of blue gazing at me
So glacially aquamarine
There is no flaw in you, my love
Your voice cracks when you're upset
An audible version of your heart
That you try so hard to forget
There is no flaw in you, my love
You change like a mountain meadow
All four seasons rolled into one
And you live in your own shadow
There is only good in you, my love
Something you cannot see
Is how everyone adores
the person you are
Everyone including me

My lips tasted like sangria
And it was just a little
Too much
For one night
And so I ran

I could drown
In his blue eyes
Like a sea
Calling me home
I could listen to his voice
For it sounds like the waves crashing
Upon the shore
Time and time again
Calling me home
And he has galaxies swimming
Through his veins
Because no astronomer can be
With someone who does not
And they're the Milky Way
And they are my home

And so I'll press
The reset button
And wish on my lucky stars
He is willing to rewind
And call me home

Death told her
           her life should end
and he was her friend

Calmly, she stole my gun
     she walked outside in the sun
pulled the trigger, set the mood
barrel to her head to conclude

I saw her head come undone
,,, Reached down, for my gun
Eyed the chunks in her hair
Now to my head |
                               |I draw a rose there.

opposites attract
thank you Isaac Newton
but you were not my opposite
not my compliment
not my counterpart
you were me
in a boy's body
and I think
it got too painful
to watch myself drown