All I care about is your happiness.*

It really means,
I hope you will never be as happy as you could be,
if you were with me.

I just want you to be happy.

It really means,
I hope you cry yourself to sleep at night,
because I'm not there.

I hope you're happy.

It really means,
I hope I am always happier without you,
than you are without me.

Most things
    called love
       are not--
         roses
          have
           thorns
            for good
                      reason.

One day people will touch and talk perhaps
easily,
And loving be natural as breathing and warm as
sunlight,
And people will untie themselves, as string is unknotted,
Unfold and yawn and stretch and spread their fingers,
Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed returned to the sea,
And work will be simple and swift
as a seagull flying,
And play will be casual and quiet
as a seagull settling,
And the clocks will stop, and no one will wonder
or care or notice,
And people will smile without reason,
Even in winter, even in the rain.

Heart racing
against my mind.
She’ll be gone soon
stop wasting time.
Where is my faith
others claim to be true?
Don’t freeze, don’t ignore
I thought that I knew.
Mental battle, spirit battle
to make the world thrive.
Am I living a lie
or lying alive?