I miss his bright brown eyes
Alight in the sunshine
Sparkling with traces of gold

I've cried over those eyes
Whispering,
"They glow"
Tears dripping salty and bold

I loved you...
I loved you...
F*ck...
I love you.
I wanted to scream,
but I have no more words.
I wanted to sing,
but I have no more notes.

I want to see you,
but that would burn my soul,
because I miss you more than you do.

I yelled into my pillow,
asking why...
why was I not enough?
Why did we have to fight?

But things are what they’re supposed to be.
I was born to love you.
You were born to be loved; it’s true.

The cards don’t lie; they even told me again
that our love is true, it’s not a postulant vain,
but maybe it’s too late to see,
and maybe you moved to another sea.

But my heart is always open to try,
in this one or the next life,
because our love is true and kind,
and I will whisper your name in the ears of angels until I die.

“What do you hate the most?”
“Waiting.”

“What are you best at?”
“Waiting.”

My mom asked,
Why no friends?
I said,
I just don’t like talking.

But deep down,
I know they think I’m weird.
They ignore me.
I don’t fit.

I used to feel broken.
Left out.
Unheard.

Now,
I love myself.
Even if they call it selfish.
Even if it’s hard.

I’ve found peace
In being alone—
Not lonely,
Just me.

There exists an ocean

of words—

beautiful and meaningful.

Yet, sometimes

someone finds

just one word,

powerful enough

to turn a life

upside down.

I remember
I'm sure I do
At least
I think that's true
I deffo recall you
Or who you were
But I'm
Remembering
A memory
The last time
I recalled it
And the time before that
Feel like
Christopher Reeve
Caught at the end
Of
Somewhere in time
Or that K-Pax fella
When hit the end of the line.