Me in between the fog on top of the mountains we used to climb. 
Between the “I love you’s” and the “I’m so sorry’s” we used to say.

You’ll find me in a box labeled “memories and stuff” and when you unpack it you’ll remember the times we shared.
I’ll be that distant memory. 
I’ll be that “girl you used to date”

You’ll find me between the highway signs leading from Pennsylvania to DC. 
And when she asks why DC you’ll smile and laugh because you’ll remember everything.

You’ll find me in your hometown down the street in that same old neighborhood we used to roam. 
When you bring her back here so she can see how you grew up.

And if life keeps heading down the same path we like to run, you’ll reopen that box in about a year or so… 
You’ll find me still waiting around thinking of you every now and then.

Your book hides its head
Thinks below
Our gaze waits for you
Beginning, the show

Writing My arms in black and blue
Message from lily pad hearts
The start, of a melody
The end of a symphony
See. The glow, the permanent
Hidden code
Showed, what I feel in hieroglyphics
My love will not show
Will not breathe, stand close, or far
Below, ago, you may know
My love can not show

I remember when you were always there for me.
You'd keep me safe at night.
You always kept my fears at bay.
I could always count on you.

Then one day everything began to change.
No matter what I did,
it was never enough to make you happy.
You were always angry with me.

Now I've just started to distance myself from you.
Because I'm tired of hearing about the same things over and over,
and feeling like a burden to you.
It hurts to much.

I wish you'd see how much I've tried to reach out to you,
and how many times I've tried to express that I miss you.
But you refuse to listen and I'm exhausted.
I can't keep doing this.

like the moon
adores the sun
she can only admire him from afar
never too close
but
always too far
for the moon can never be with the sun
like she can never be with him.