I miss you so much
You dont have a clue
Yet, when you talk about her
Im never jealous
Im never sad
Only do I ever wish you the best
And It makes me wonder
Does that mean I really miss you?
Maybe just as a friend
But then again
If you were to chase after me
You would'nt have to run very far
Because for you
Id stop running
Even if I was running from something that terrified me the most.

I found her
resting atop a hill.
Where fields stretched
far beyond I could imagine.
As I approached her
She told me her name
and took my hand
and led me to places
I never thought I would go.

She led me through lustful forests.
Which heightened my senses
to the point where my mind
was overtaken by
every essence of her.
She craved for me
and I could not resist.
She pulled and tugged
at my heart.
Just as she did my hand.
Until I practically
became her shadow.

I followed her
through bad times
that brought about feelings
of pain and suffering.
These feelings would
gradually transform
to endless tears that would
slowly drip from my face
like rain upon a window.
She was still with me
but I felt her slipping away
from our grip and leaving me
to return to the restless state
I once belonged to.

She soon drifted away
and I refused to be alone
so I chased her.
With all of my strength
I pursued her for days.
Until her presence
no longer existed before me
and I was once again
alone.

This one is for the dreamers, the Walter Mitty(s), star-gazers
People who never stop going after the infinite possibilities in the world
No dream is too big,
Keep your head up and follow what you believe in
Nor the dreamer is too small
Never stop chasing everything you've imagined

Can we just cut to the chase?
For I already like you,
And you have my heart gripped tight,
And you’re only going
To crumble it in your fists,
And the heartbreaks are better
With less memories to sting,
Like lemon juice in a wound,
Only much worse- much, much worse.

Don't make me miss you.
I am sorry I am a ******* idiot.
Famous last words.
After the fight,
You know what gets me
And provide me a line to catch
When you just need to be released.

A slippery fish flapping through my fingers,
I let go.
After all there are plenty of fish in the sea,
And seldom do prey miss their predator.

Part three and four

                                                         ­        III

The beauty,
It hides,
For you
In the skies.

What's real?
Is the night,
Just feel,
Don't decide.

What's natural,
It's true.
The shadow,
The moon.

Follow,
You'll find,
The desire
You hide...

One second,
One hour,
The night,
It is ours...

Two lovers, one fire

                                                         ­      IV

The morning,
Finds an open window,
The queen of lost reason,
Alone in the kingdom.

The king,
It is gone.
New conquers,
To come.

The pleasure,
With reason
Written pages,
No rhythm.

The pleasure
It ends,
Alone....
With no king...done.