I'm done holding on to these false hopes,

to these broken promises and trust issues.

I can't believe a word you say,
but maybe that's because you're a man of fiction.

I'm hurting all over my body,

everywhere where I wanted your hands on me feels numb,

and after every exhale I think of your smile.  

it hurts to lose someone,
someone who you love.

someone who will never love you back,

someone who never did love you back.

I wish I wouldn't have fallen so easily,

and I wish falling out of love was as easy as falling in love,

because if you wanted me back I would run into your arms

even though you're still clutching the same knife that pierced through me before.

Holding fast -
To everything I've ever known.
I keep slipping -
Into old habits.
I'm tired -
Of being comfortable in this dingy cocoon.
All I want -
Is nothing more than
To break free -
And emerge, a new.

those empty spaces between my fingers
never felt so empty
as they did the moment
your fingers left them

to have held your hand was heaven
to have held mine was so pleasant

I’ve never wanted to get a grip
until now that I’ve tasted
the grip of your hand
and I gripped it back

the urge to play with your fingers
rub your palm with my thumb
and caress the top part of your hand
I’ve lived so long without having it done

I just want him
To reach out
And hold my hand.

One heart to beat, one heart to live
Alone, I am exclusive.  
One heart to beat, two hearts to love
Dear Valerie, are you from up Above?

One hand to clench, one hand to wave
Alone, my heart will not behave.
One hand to clench, two hands to hold
Dear Valerie, you’re beautiful, I’m told.

One pair of lips to speak, one pair to whisper
Alone, I can only shiver.
One pair of lips to speak, two pairs to kiss
Dear Valerie, let me be your aegis.

Two hands to hold
Two hands to be wrinkly and old
Two pairs of lips to whisper,
Two pairs of lips oh so tender.
Two hearts in a trove,
Two hearts of turtledoves.

Two hearts to beat, two hearts to beat.

it is very late
I hold onto
your arm

& our shadows wither in the
sunset

& you spin me
around
in the unreal
movie screen way

& I feel
for a moment
in the crazy
tight warmth
of you

my shaking
reflection in the
water

doesn't have
wounds

it has wings

so I hope
you never
release me

Henry, You lost the love I love the most....
                          You ginger hair is the suns warm rays shining upon a blue eyed angel who doesn't see the love coming from the one who needs that angel to save her but she realizes he needs to be saved, she is his angel who is there to shine light upon a broken wing who needs to fly up above those blue skys so hey can together become one In harmony, not to be broken not to be frayed not to be left in the rain but to bring back the Tenerife sea in his eyes, to make her glow like a bright sunrise in a cloudy sky, she needs him as much as he needs an angel to make him shine, nobody understands why their love is so strong and deep and why a beautiful angel is with a broken wing but nobody knows that he is her everything, hes not only a majestic thing he is her sunlight on a rainy evening, he sees the angels scars but doesn't think they make her unlovable, shes difficult, but angels need to love too, no love story can save this angels broken wings but this broken thing will try to make her see that if she believes she can be saved, he doesn't see the love that she is trying give but Is not receiving, she doesn't understand why she is pretty but she understands that she is unlovable, she is making a permanent scar on her arm unlike the one that she can only see, he doesn't understand why she doesn't see what he sees but cant tell her these amazing feelings.... they both say why as their love is starting to die, the cry, they fight, they love, they sceam, they hurt, and they bleed, if only that broken wing came to save the beautiful angel dieing, bleeding, screaming, and crying why as she died... He finaly started to wonder if she is going to be alrigt so he decided to go in the middle of the night to fix things to tell her these amazing feelings and when he  got there he fell to his knees, crying in front of this broken beautiful amazing angel that saved him but couldn't be saved, he held her and cryed out ”please don't leave me, I need you, I love you, im so so so sorry I never told yu that your beautifula nd perfect for me, PLEASE PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME!!” he never understood why god let this beautiful angel die for him? but one day as he was going through her journal he cried as he read the last sentence that she wrote and it was about him, it said “If my angel were to ever read this, I didn't leave because of you, I left because I am not fit to be a mother,” he stopped and thought “A MOTHER?” and continued to read the letter “I know what your thinking what is she talking about? but im carrying our daughter, I didn't know what to do who to tell, I couldn't let me ruin you future, your so smart, live your life and continue to succeed, I know that you will be anything that you want to be and I know you will find someone thatloves you more than we ever could, im sorry for all the pain I have cause, we love you -your broken wing” he cried and cried and cried and screamed “WHY GOD WHY?” he never understood why until 6 years passed, he was a journalist with 4 best author awards, he always new that he had an angel watching over him, the day that his first daughter was born was the day he realized that, that angel couldn't be saved but needed to save him, he wasn't a broken wing any more, he was an amazing thing who had these 4 beautiful daughters and a loving wife who would never hurt him, he understood that his angel was set free!