The sun shone day in and day out
working all through the night
to keep the moons light alive

The sun became lonely all by himself in the sky
with only a few clouds floating by
Whilst the moon had stars a million
shining through the night to keep her company

The sun couldn't help but feel like maybe
she didn't need him
maybe all that effort he put in
was nothing more than wasted energy

Slowly he exited
each night giving her a little less light

She began to shrink
curling in on herself
until she faded completely

What the sun didn't realize
was that although there may be other stars around
he was the only one for her

Isn't so magnificent how everyone has a story?
Every single person has a lifetime
of memories and thoughts and knowledge
stored up, just waiting to be shared

Each part of their past shaping who they are today

Every time you talk to someone
you get to dip in to a little piece
of who they are
And I think that is just wonderful

Together we strode through the park
Gathering the sweet scent of spring
The flowers had blossomed and the birds were singing
It was a beautiful day, just you and I

I picked flowers all along the trail
But only one I kept
It sat in my room but not unnoticed
The scent on its own could draw anyone in
Not to mention its captivating beauty

As each day got warmer spring was forgotten
And summer dawned with a force unlike any other
The spring flower slipped through the cracks
It was nearly forgotten

One scorching day I unearthed it from its den
The fragrance was no longer what it had been
This flattened flower was no longer alive
But it's beauty still shined rough
And I realized this flower was me and you

Loving someone is carrying the burden of their sadness on your back so they can have a chance to breath even if it is suffocating you

The rain pelted the glass, door in the small poorly lit room
his fingers danced across the table searching for somewhere to go
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to his pocket
where they slid down the smooth edging
of the paper box
containing little rolled up cylinders of his future
his fingers gently pulled at the top of the container
until it opened
and the smell of sweet tobacco escaped
                                                         ­                      clunk
a noise from outside stopped him
letting the box fall closed
his fingers idle at his sides

saving (if only for a minute)
his future from the flame
threatening to engulf his life

My soul is broken
It hurts all the time
Sometimes it drips sadness
From my eyes

I miss your embrace more than anything

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The smell of sewer wafts through the air
Giving a beautiful view
An unbearable stench
Smoke fills in the spaces between peoples faces
The crowd filling in every space in the street
Leaving little room to walk
Just to watch as you slowly shuffle along
Store windows filled with souvenirs
The kind people bring back for friends they care little about
I watched as wooden dolls and straw hats are hustled to passerbys
Then something catches my eye
Tea
Only you know why

keeps me in a trance
somewhere between consciousness
and dreaming
I lay there
replaying every moment
        we spent together
reliving every sweet moment
        our bodies touched
and I still wonder
why I wasn't good enough for you

Sadness clung to you like a staticky old dryer sheet

I have been using the death of our relationship
As a bookmark
To remind myself
Where I am and how far I have come

The only thing worse than being hurt is knowing you are hurting someone else

I tuck pens under cushions
Use receipts like paper
Then stash them away quickly
So no one will see
What I write

No one thinks of me as that type
The one that writes
But I do

But if they knew
Then curiosity would strike
And I can't bare the thought
Of their judging eyes
Viewing my art

Everyone is given a set of bricks
From a young age my parents built a pedestal
with those bricks
held me high above the others around
Bricks of compliments and loving gestures
layed beneath my feet

At a certain age
I became old enough
to lift up bricks on my own
Methodically I layed them all around me
My parents now too busy
it became a job of my own

But there was just one problem
I forgot to pick up  my feet
What I had been building was no pedestal
but instead a wall

By time I realized this though
others realized they had bricks too
instead of building themselves up
they hurled bricks
to knock others down

My walls now had a purpose
So I continued to build
the walls rising above my head
and ending at my arms length
I had built myself a prison
to protect myself from others

It was very lonely in my prison
just my thoughts and me
And although what layed beneath my feet was love
The wall around me was made of fear
and the outside world of **hate

The world was so small when I was little
And everything was so simple
The worst type of pain was when I got a paper cut

I didn't realize what I was doing
It was all just fun and games
But I went in too deep
And now I can't back out

Not without hurting you
Oh how I hate hurting you
I thought that I was doing what was best
For both of us
But when I stepped away
I saw that i was hurting us

Now we are stuck
Either being unhappy together
Or being unhappy apart

I wish I could say
That I won't forgive you
That I will hold it against you forever
That our friendship is forever changed

But we all know I will
It is impossible for me to hold a grudge
I see the good in everyone
Even you

I don't think you realised
How much those words hurt me
I know that wasn't your intention
But it doesn't take very many words
to break a heart
Maybe I am just insecure
and easily broken

I found my greatest fault
It wasn't my laugh
It wasn't the way I stuttered when I talked
It wasn't the shape of my body
It was never any of those things

It was that I let people like you
Make me believe that I was less
Because of those things

My laugh
Is unique and beautiful

My speech pattern
Doesn't matter

My body
Is perfect for me

My greatest fault
Was letting people knock me down
Was believing the nasty things they said
Was letting people push me around
Was not realizing my beauty within


And I
I
Am stronger than that

I wish I could explain how much I love you
but those emotions can not be put into words
so I will never be able to let you know how much you mean to me
not even a sliver of what I feel you will understand

I'm sorry I hurt you in the past
It's the biggest mistake I ever made
you cared about me
and I threw it away
I threw you away
but I was the one who was a piece of trash
I regret that I didn't take in your love
I regret that I pushed you away

You are the only guy
who has loved me
and cared for me
and treated me like a lady
what else did I want from you?
I don't even remember.

I know that I am mean to you sometimes
sometimes I hope you will say something mean back
but you never do
you roll with the punches
and I'm sorry that I keep hitting
I just want a reaction
something, anything
but your face is a stone
and I don't know what you are thinking
I hope it's about me though

I wish I could let you know how much I care and I wish you would just care too.

that's the reason we didn't date.... right?
so that we could be friends
or were you just trying to let me down easy?
please don't ignore me

I don't understand
why we measure time

Time does not pass in a uniform action
Minutes can seem like seconds
and seconds like minutes

The amount of time we spent together seemed endless
but the amount of time it has been
since the last time we talked
seems infinite

The amount of time is not equal
to the amount of meaning
that something has

so if there is no meaning in time
why don't we measure meaning instead?

I don't understand why we measure time

I hate the smell of your breath
It reminds me of the times that we kissed

I realized that people had purposes
some I was supposed to teach a lesson
but most were meant to teach me a lesson

My Mom taught me
what love really was
and what mistakes not to make

My Dad taught me
why relationship don't work
and that sometimes love is hard to show

My Ex taught me
That touching isn't loving
and not to jump to conclusions

My Friend taught me
That people notice when you wear less clothes
and that that isn't a good thing

Why I still write about you
Why I still care about you
If I ever will not like you
If I will ever give up on you

even though I can tell

You have given up on me
You don't even like me
You don't care about my feelings
You don't even respond to my texts

I watched as cars rushed past the large windows
Each one bouncing sunlight back in at us

I listened to every word you said
Even if I didn't understand what you meant
Even if I didn't care for the topic
I cared about you

I looked back into your eyes
gleaming in the ever present sunlight
I swear I've never seen a shade of green so beautiful

I really thought we had something
But I was sadly mistaken
What I thought was love
Was just Infatuation

Every time I laugh

I stop                   And I wonder

Was it too high pitched?
Did I laugh for too long?
Did it sound fake?
Is that why he hated my laugh???

Because of you
I can't enjoy laughing
because what you thought was funny
Was really (at best) cruel
and your excuses don't make up
for the fact that
my laugh will never seem the same
That every time I laugh
I just want to cry
because I am so scared people feel the same way as you did

Some thoughts come out
Like persuasive businessmen
Convincing you to buy something
you didn't even know existed

And other thoughts come out
Like stumbling drunks
On cold Thursday nights
Lonely and confused, with nowhere to go

I grew up with a girl
who had a free spirit
and a lovely personality

She adored her father greatly
But then one day
he up and left

She had lost one of the things
she had loved the most
and went on a search
to fill a hole

It started with kissing boys
and sipping beer
but spiraled downward

Soon she was
******* staragers
choking down pills
and not coming home on school nights

Her mom was too busy
to even notice her decay
She just looked the other way

I want to shed a tear
every time I see her
because I know
that isn't who she wanted to become

I think we forget
to take pleasure in the small things

If we listened to rain
as if it were a symphony of angels
Maybe we wouldn't mind so much
if our plans got rained out

If we watched each sunset
as if we might never see another again
Maybe we would notice
how beautiful it really is

If we took in every compliment
without hesitation
Maybe we would realize
that we really are beautiful

But we tend to shrug these off
instead of really enjoying them

I love you
And that's the problem
I will eventually hurt you
I will disappoint you
I will make you cry
It's not that I mean to
It's truly an accident
Love causes pain
That's why I wanted to tell you
I'm Sorry
Even if I haven't hurt you yet
I eventually will

Your an idiot who can't get over yourself
All you care about is your emotions, you don't think about anyone else's
You use your disorder as a hall pass to do whatever you want
You use people
You ******* used me.
I hate you so ******* much.
I never use to curse,
But look at me now.
******* Evan
*******

I saw the tears swell in your eyes
they began to fall over
I tried to wipe them away
but your tears weren't made of salt water
they were made of acid
and everytime I wiped one away it burned me
I tried to forget the pain
but it got worse and worse everytime
so finally I stopped, and let your own tears burn you

I knew what you wanted
And it wasn't love
It wasn't what I wanted
But I let you push the boundaries
In hopes that it would make you happy
But even with me giving more each time
You weren't satisfied

You knew there was someone who was...
More experienced
Could please you better
And make you happier
Too bad that girl happened to be my best friend

I'm so scared
not because I have never been through it
there are more knives in my back than I can count
my heart is in such small pieces I don't know how to put it back together anymore

I'm scared because I think I might actually like you
I'm scared because I've heard what happens when you really like someone
and its never good

please don't break my heart

We stayed up late
and talked for hours
We spoke words we had never uttered before
let thoughts escape our lips before we could think twice

We talked about those who had hurt us
and those we were afraid might
and how we had hurt ourselves

When we spoke of escaping i said
"I always liked the idea of jumping"
But he had a better plan
"I would take a knife a cut open my heart"
When I asked why he said
"I like the symbolism"

I forgot what this feeling was like
I had kept myself distant for so long
I don't know how you did it

You broke down barriers I didn't even know I had
You made me feel happy again

We may not be prefect but I think I might love you

I skipped the slow part
I fell in love with you all at once

It wasn't his sparkling blue eyes
It wasn't his smile that lit up my day
It wasn't his shoulders that I cried on
It wasn't his strong hands that held on to mine

It was never any of these things
It was always his heart

From the moment I saw it I fell in love