Tonight,
I am more lonely
than the moon
in a starless sky.
Why,
is it so easy
for me to pour
my heart
into a little poem,
than it is for
me to tell you
how I really feel.
Maybe,
like the moon,
I go through phases,
and you,
like the sun,
are constant,
bright,
and always
burning.

Pieces of you are scattered throughout my life
-Your name is embedded in every poem I write-
Yet I'm a ghost in yours

I could say I've wasted my time with you,
but it wouldn't be true
because I don't regret our conversations or the times we sat in silence.
I don't regret all of nights I lay in my room alone, crying over you
Or the days I felt like drowning
I only regret not telling you I loved you enough

Its been six years since I met you at that football game in high school
and I still look at you with the same
admiration and longing.
And I still find myself swimming in your gorgeous green eyes
Even after all we've been through,
I still think of you in the best of ways.

Loving you when I was sixteen was like loving the ocean
I fell in love with your mystery and your impeccable beauty
And the deeper I got, the harder it was to breathe

I remember that summer,
It was a little less hotter,
I’m not becoming colder.
I wish I were a little warmer.

‘Till the days that I remember,
When we were both still together,
It felt like forever.
But we began before it was over.

We walked hand in hand
Our feet were standing on golden sand.
Sunset is setting, seen by everyone’s eyes.
This is our different kind of paradise.

Until one day, you said “hey,
It’s time to say goodbye.”
A tear fell from my eye;
And tried to hide these feelings,
That I never wanted it to die.

I was happy that you came
To my summer romance .
Though I wanted you to stay
But there’s a part of me that says:
*“I hope you’ll go away.”

I told you not to leave ,
I told you not to break ,
I told you not to believe,
Whatever you heard ,

Them words they meant something ,
But they mean nothing now,
You are excited about leaving ,
And all I say is how?

With you everyday was summer ,
With you everyday was spring ,
I can't get any dumber ,
Waiting for my phone to ring ,
A call from you so impossible it seems ,


When I talk about it ,
Its as if I'm living dreams ,
Some dreams are bound to be true ,
While some are just used to keep our hope !!

Our love my darling is the second type,
Even dreaming about you for me is hope ,
Do we have a source of life as strong as hope ?
The more we hope the better we can cope ....

Thanks for always staying by my side
and making me laugh, when I'm ready to cry.
You're my best friend, from you, I'll never hide.
You're the only one I want to share with my
*"I love you, goodnights"