I wonder if
Forget-me-nots
are flowers that
bloom in May

Like how we both began;
as little Summer flowers,
dancing 'neath the Sun--
screaming not to be forgotten

And yet you did--
inflicting pain
like acid rain;
so I too, shall do as you!

But I'm a terrible liar;
and to not feel so empty inside,
I'll heed the flowers and
forget-you-not~

Once
upon
a time
she said
Hello
but
only
to say
Goodbye~

Kiss me
Neath the summer lit sky
of crimson pink
and glory gold

Say my name
with that sweet tremble
of caution
and delight

Chase me
Catch me
Caress me
Cherish me

And you will know
what it is like to have
all the Seasons
embrace you all at once~

She said
"Let's go
down the rabbit hole",

she steals
a kiss;
and down we fall~

She -- the girl who I think;
was once upon a time--
in another lifetime;
a part of me

a piece
of my soul
ripped from myself
from a long ago death--

to be found
only to make me understand
that chaos and beauty
could co-exist;

that souls--
no matter how different;
will always find a way
to recognize each other.

Oh and how beautiful and sad
to know that we--
are made out of
broken things that heal us~

I wish
that in
another lifetime --

should there be
another one --
and surely,

we'll find
each other
again --

in whatever
form
we'll take;

I wish
you
and I --

wont let
our souls
hurt

this much,
this way--
ever again~

Have you ever looked
at a total stranger;
catch her eyes and see her smile
and suddenly feel your
soul sing?

It hums a melody of familiarity
reverberating from your chest
to your toes and to your
whole entire being--

And then you notice,
your heart aches--
bitter and sweet,
but mostly sweet;
Your hands shake,
your knees tremble

And you try to hold on
to something stable
to keep your balance;
All the while
trying to figure out why
it's suddenly so difficult to breathe

"Can anything like that ever be possible?"
You once asked yourself long ago;
And in the stranger's eyes you found the answer~

A moment like that--
the rarest of its kind
A moment like that--
not everyone can find;
The moment when your soul
Finally, says hello
to its lost mate~

Sometimes
what we need
is three sips of
Amnesia's sweet bliss;

just a little bit...

One --
to accept
what was and
what wont ever be

Two --
to erase
her face
and the memories

Three --
finally,
to forget, forgive and
not ever regret~

Ha!
But you see,
we'd just
throw it all up;

so we can love,
though we know
we'd only get hurt
again..

Maybe we're all just
a little bit
messed up that way,
dont you think?~

She --
albeit still
and very distant;

tiptoes
'round
my heart;

constantly
pirouetting
in my mind

And I am left
seeking --
where she hides;

crashing
towards her
spell;

wondering
if she ever --
misses me at all~