it's been two years since you left

it's over
and i know that

but i still see you in my dreams
and everyone i see

Look into my eyes
And Tell me what you see
You say this doesn't seem like me
But you can't tell me what does
So many expectations
Too many comparisons
Me to you and him to her, her to me and him to she
I'm not her and she's not me
We're us ourselves and should be free
To be..
Who what and how we want
Don't tell me I can't be me
I may grow old but I'm not growing up
And I may slow down but I can also speed it up
My thoughts my life my choice
And if we are the choices we make
My life is a paradox
And if we are what's in our thoughts
Then call me twisted
And if our life is our gift
I'll continue to unwrap and appreciate it
Until death do us part
And even then
Don't judge me
Don't question me
And just let me be
Let me be me
-LilLaeta

It's valentine’s day.
But it’s not like I care.
The smell of teenage “love”
Is filling the air.
Once again I’m alone
In my silent despair.
All I really want
Is for someone to care.
For someone to see
I'm not as bad as before,
For someone to believe
I'm not a monster anymore.

Only YOU can save you.
YOU, the great one in a human form.
The one who has hidden talents.
The one carrying spark of divine light.

YOU the gift to humanity
the world has been waiting for.

YOU inside me, inside you.

We are all poets.
Sometimes, using pens
on floor-like keyboard to write.
Other times, our poems are sung like bird
to whisper in ears of passerby's.

We are all poets.
Communicating in whatever form we choose.
Sometimes expressed
with a stare or kind gesture.
Other times, we use bodies as tools
to dance or move
speaking without words.

We are all poets,
marching to our own melodies.
Gift's we possess as divine beings of love.