the buildings towered over her
the water kept her there
she was trapped on this island
filled with panic and despair

no one could come save her
no one even cared

he was staring at his coffee
i could feel it getting cold
he was simple in his sadness
and he didn’t say a word

you peak through my window
shining bright into my face
my first thought in this brightness
is just about more days

i’m always somehow counting
days, and weeks, and months
but it doesn’t really matter
each day drags on slowly

i won’t forget that lonely night
our bodies pressed together
you held my hand
i caught your tears

there was nothing more beautiful
than the silence we held
thoughts racing so fast
our minds just felt empty

she carefully pressed her lips together
so tight she couldn’t speak

this way her thoughts wouldn’t slip
out
and expose her

i’m sorry i love you
i bet you’re sorry too

i wonder what you’re thinking
these melancholic aching thoughts

i miss the sunrise far away
and the way the water kissed my face
my bare feet on the ground
carefree and content
with the simplest of things

a picture’s worth a thousand words
or so i’ve heard them say
but what i see are feelings
trapped inside colors
and smiles
fading

what pictures holds are thoughts
unspoken words and secrets

what use are pictures filled with feelings
when all they do is hurt

they’re just a distant memory
of what you’ve lost
and things that you should forget