You told me how you've
never believed in love before me,
like you could've taken
a line from a film.

And if it came from
anyone else, I probably
would've thought you did.

You and me, we aren't
made out of illusion.
We don't wander upon
luck with happenstance.

I just knew it was true
when I saw your eyes
change color.

I don’t care how intelligent
I sound with my words,
I just want you to know
how I feel.

The world has been shaken
and thrown like a snow globe.
The glass container
contaminated by foggy fingerprints,
analyzed by prying eyes.

So, it’s easy to believe
that this is where we’ll stay.
It’s easy to feel trapped
when every door is hidden.

The only thing left I hope for
is that the feeling of
finding and keeping a soul
that warms you up is real,

And not just a story
they tell us to make
believe that this
isn’t all there is.

I don’t think there’s a day
that I don’t crave to be
the center of your world.
And how if nothing else went right,
it’d still be okay.
And how I hope more than anything,
you will feel the same pull to nothing,
to a black hole that will swallow us up,
turn us into intertwining matter,
and keep us safe amidst the entropy.

And it is now that I realize,
an escape would be out of the question.

3,500 miles from here to there is enough to feel, but
not enough for the honeysuckle to grow close.
I could remind you it’s there, and I could
speak of the wonders it brings as it
spirals out, but ultimately It’s too
far to see. And what if it
doesn’t exist
at all?

I try to be the best I can-
Accepting change
and letting go.

I try to be the best I can-
By not picking flowers
to let them grow.

I try to be the best I can-
And that’s why when someone
says to walk away from you,

It seems so easy-
Because it’s the right thing
and my mind knows it too.

It seems so easy-
But the pain immobilizes me
into the same **** cycle.

-I deserve better

I found the beauty
in your eyes immediately,
but the real blessing
is how it never left.