I know...
I am not one of the pages of your book
or the words in your poem
But...
I will tirelessly watch over you from every nook.

I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...

I know...
I am not the potrait you are painting
or the inspiration behind your masterpieces
But...
in my heart , it is your name I am engraving.

I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...

I know...
I am not the reason for your smiles
or the tickles of your laughter
But...
for you, I would walk a thousand miles.

I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...

I know...
I am not your shining star
or the light in your life
But...
till forever is through, I'll admire you from afar.

I know I am your never
but you will forever be my always...

I know...
I am not the one your heart beats for
or the one you desire
But...
my hearts says as long as it brings you happiness,
it wants nothing more.

I know I am your never
**but you will forever be my always...

Driving around in a fancy car
Leather jacket and shiny shades
Did they ever get you far?
Still, they brought you to me

Glares and mocking grins,
Keeping the distance but
Still, you pulled me in
Nothing much, just a simple thing

And then I uncovered your hidden depths
All you loved and all you have left
Finding myself but looking for you
Won’t you trust me, too?

You pulled me in, and I can’t win
Helpless, please
What can I do?
Breathless, please, I need this

You’ve hidden all you’ve left to give
Locked away and thrown the key
You think you’re broken, hopeless, but
Steady, there’s nothing to fix

Hidden away but still shining bright
I’m blinded by your light but
Still, I’m pulled in
Drowning, but so worth it

And then I find out you’re more
Witty jokes, warnings ignored
I found myself but I don’t know what to do
You’ve pulled me in but no one’s lost

You’ve hidden all you’ve left to give
Locked away but I know the key
You’re not broken, you know,
Steady, we’re okay

And maybe I’ll see you in my dreams, the two of us,
Blue and orange, so strange, a perfect pair
Maybe we’ll set sail, drifting out in the open –
Anchored by each other, never lost.

I would like to be
like glass
Beautifully touched
with a searing kiss, and
Wondrously shaped
into what
I could be

but there is also
A strange splendour
in the salt
That was the ocean,
kissed too hard by the Sun

and what about
The tide that always comes back
to kiss the shore
No matter how far
they separate?

I'm not sure if it's
beautiful, or pitiful
For the tide seems to
love the shore so much –
But what about the shore?
does it wish, with all its being,
That it could be with
the tide forever?

Or does it long
for those moments of peace
Without the tide
(to be alone?)

But
the tide
Always
comes back

Let's not forget about the Sun:
does it wish to come down and play
Or does it wish that
they would take their problems
And go away?

the collection of lines
Across your wrist
what stories
Do they tell?
or are they
Records
of the time
You spent?

sometimes
I wonder
what it would be like
To have actual scars
to prove that
What I feel
threatens
To
overwhelm

But aren't
the ones without
Scars
on their skin
The same ones
who have
Scars
inside?

and maybe it isn't that
We're “ugly"
but maybe it's just that
We're looking too close

for afterall
If we looked as close
beautiful paintings
Would just be
blobs of
Ink

And I know
that these aren't
Poems
(not really)
But let me
play pretend

And I know
that these
“Poems"
aren't actually good
But leave me
to my delusions