You care when caring is irrelevant
when I've been fine, you bring back the past
that I leave behind
it's been weeks since I've seen you
the real you
Now all I have are the dry texts you've been sending
avoiding our dilemma
in hopes of dodge a dispute

Now here I am
kissing the mouth of a whiskey bottle
trying to drown unanswered questions
swallow uncertainty
and fill the hole in my soul you left behind
a part of me that was once full of love
is now an abyss of grief and anguish
a vacant space waiting
for you to return

I hope you wouldn't feel the same way like I do.

I hope no one will leave you in the mid air while you are falling endlessly on the little things she did for you. I hope you will not doubt all the signals she sent to you. I hope you will not sleep at night overthinking the what ifs that could possibly happen. I hope your dreams will be pure dreams and that fear of losing her in reality won't come hunting you there. I hope you will not take risk if she doesn't have any plans to be in danger, because most likely, you will end up being alone in that danger. I hope her past won't make you feel any envious because you can give her love and all the past just gave her a different bunches of anger and madness and bitterness. Remember, you can give her love more than any other man could.

And while the butterflies in your stomach make creepy sounds while she stares at you, I hope you will not remember my eyes the first time you fell in love with me.

And while you heart flutters  because you make her laugh at the jokes you used to tell me, I hope you will not remember the smile I plastered on my face and how my dimpled cheeks becomes more rounded when you did all the little things to make me fall in love with you.

I hope she will choose you over and over again--the thing that you never did to me.

But if she won't, I hope you wouldn't feel the same way like I do.

The pitter patter of rain fell onto the cracked cement,
as it mockingly aplauded our attempts to mend our selves again.
Outside of the coffee shop where the lovers go to cry,
a strong headed velvet stranger wiped the memories from my eyes.
While puddles formed and dams broke I found saftey in the unknown,
while storms raged and hurricanes sang I saw that I wasn't alone.
The street was a winding river that carried me miles and miles from saftey,
but this rainy coffee shop day dream made me feel a lot less empty.

Within my arms lies a piece of you
Which I extend further.
Pretending I don't see, until
I pull my arms closer
Wishing that you were here

I was yours
You were mine
At one point in time
Our lives intersected
I loved you once
I still think of you
Go through all the memories
I wish I could have froze time
Because then I was yours and you were mine

-crazzypoet

& the day carries on
& the earth continues to turn
but not without a storm
the universe crying out for your existence