Dear ethereal nothing
Having become rather fond of never
You will find me in an aching muscle dream
The kind which lasts no more than fog
And clears like eyes with only blinks
Observe my lostness if you must
Find in it an ounce of head turn on my behalf
Or not, regardless
Look around and see this hollow earth
These steady hands which know no more of thought
Than your heart of dose of sound
A letter wish this also reads
But just in case your ethereal being has yet been freed
I end this lay and say lay down my pen
Addressing this to the cosmos through
And to no one in particular, this
I still do

I hold your hand and I feel safe.

I kiss your lips and I close my eyes.

I see your smile and my heart calms.

I look into your eyes and my worries fade.

I listen to your voices and it's music in my ears.

I love you and I know you feel the same.

You make me feel so much
I can't wait to be with you
No matter how far the distance
Or the hardships throw
We can get through this together
With love in our hearts
Forever and always
I want to be with you

You make me feel so much
That no other could compare
It's hard to explain
You're the reason I keep smiling
Dreaming about the day
When all will come together
Forever and always
I want to be with you

You make me feel so much
Living in a world of far away
But for the distance
I can see us living free from harm's way
While we hold each other safely
Forever and always
I want to be with you
And never ever
Want to stop loving you

You complete me
In so many ways no other could
filling the cracks in my heart
With blossoms of roses on my cheeks
And a beating heart too quick to beat
This love won't be easy
But we can survive
Dancing in the rain
And finding comfort in our embrace

I love you
Past the moon
Past the stars
To the edge of the universe's reach

With love,
Erian ❤

How does it feel?
When the song you hear,
Paints all the words you can't say.
What does it mean?
When your heart's all broken,
But the world keeps shoving you down.
Why does it hurt?
When I'm used to this,
And that I can't cry anymore.

Maybe this isn't a poem so much as it is a letter. Not that it's anything new since once upon a time I wrote you a book. I only looked you up because I've been watching a show that has a big display of your type of crazy. It made me think of us for the first time in a very long time. I hate most of the things about you. The way you talk. The things you like. I hate your music, and for the sake of rhyming I hate your stupid ******* bike. I don't know what it was that kept me around for so long. I guess more than anything it was chemistry, not details that drew me in. The great ***. I don't know anymore I haven't thought about it in so long.
Moral of the story is I looked you up today. You've got a new girlfriend and for a second I was jealous. She's not as pretty as I am. Maybe she loves you more; or maybe just for real. All I know is I'm glad we're not together, since I missed you for the first time in years just tonight. There was nothing for me in you. Bye now.