I told you I like you, and I spill those sky blue tears.
Years later...
You fall to me and I'm into somebody else.

you call me
i was caught by surprise
you need me
i was caught by my feelings
you want me
i was hugged by hopefulness
please make it true
please don't make me blue
just turn me into you
into you
into you
you
oh you
xo

I came upon the page and thought to write of who I am and who I was.
I thought it best to explain the things that people saw when they looked my way.
How I came to be what I see in my own reflection.
I gave benefit of doubt that they would or could then have some understanding. Perhaps naivety was my flaw?
The more I wrote the fewer looked.
Is it simply me or the openness that makes it so?
Is it what they see or the not wanting to really know?
Could it be that honesty is a frightening thing?
Am I better off to keep secrets and carry a facade?
Would then perhaps more be interested in who I am?
Would they then have the time to stop a while?
Or is it simply having seen they see no value?
And yet it is that I still need to fill the page...
and to hope someone will see me and stop a while.

i
like you lots
and
wanted
something to tell you
again
idfc
if that's alright
you
don't
talk too much
so far it's alright
no judgement
always
i'm still here
for you
it's you
that i miss you
sorry
i am
corny
i think God can explain
every little thing
we know
feel
this love
see you soon
handsome
cheers

she was the gem
that shined bright
in your eyes;
but today,
you compared
her with trash

one man's trash,
is another man's
treasure;
perhaps you've
not seen her value,
or you're never a
lapidary to begin with

Guided by something heavier
than a final notice or a dollar sign.
It's a power, not for profit,
that's respected silently, without a like button.
It tangles my hair in the stars
as I dream of places that feel like home,
but never visited.
It whispers the names of people
that I know I've loved in another life.
The world is on fire, but
I close my eyes and hear its music.
It hums. I follow.
The world is on fire, but
I dance in its glow.