renaissance
San Francisco, a whisper in the wind tonight
tells of rebirth
not Beat
or beaten down
not beatific simply being

it is whispered that soon
we will all see our visions and dream our dreams
amidst the microchip mindbending screams
can you really, really believe?

The true dawn begins tonight
at which I woke, and was alight
and the wind rushed through me like
the rustle of dead leaves

San Francisco, I never knew
you but I hear of your deeds of renunciation and renown
they have echoed across time and space like starlight
that is evergreen

I have seen, I see, I will continue to see
me in you
you in me
I was born
not anachronistically
but just in time
just in time

You spent every other day with me
It makes my heart skip beats
You make me feel like I am the only person in the world
You might be on your phone
But you still make me feel more important
The way me and you act
It kills me
I always see you on your bed
Yet I just wish
Wish that you were next to me
Holding me close to you
When everyone asked me what I did that night before
Your name is somewhere in the answer
When I say your name, my heart skips beats
When I talk about you
My smile is huge
My eyes light up like the Fourth of July
You make me look like a schoolgirl with this crush
When I am with you
You just make me the happiest person
Your flaws are amazing
Even though you say you aren’t handsome
I ALWAYS
ALWAYS
ALWAYS think you’re wrong
Because you are more than handsome
You are my ideal person
You and I are always on the same page
There is never a dull moment
I will do anything to keep you happy
Even if that means
Keeping my feelings to myself
Just know
You make my heart skip beats

i measure time
by the amount of beats
my heart skips
the longer that i am away from you

There are moments
under the sun
where my heart
remembers warmth
and beats
a blush to
my cheeks

You, my love
should stay
away
from my mind
and my heart

For my mind twists and turns
scenarios to stop me
from letting you go
when I never
held you at first

For my heart
gives up giving up
on you
and beats
to tell me
you're a part of me,
not apart from me

Missing you is like
missing a heart beat
Forgetting you is like
Forgetting to breathe

I'd rather miss
a few beats
and do a couple dance
on my own,
than change the lyrics
of my love song