the irrevocably in love chap
love made her a sap

instead created a gap
did not overlap

walking in snow
they both should know
they stood no chance when they say no

too eager for life
could have been a good wife
for her uncertainty ate her alive, as well as him

If you can love the wrong one
so much,
just imagine how much
you could love the right one.

Midnight.....
There is no sound in the forest -
only the phantom murmur
of the far wind
and the wind's shadow drifting
as smoke
through ebon branches; there a single star
glistens in the heart of night....
A star!
Look skyward now...
and see above...INFINITY
Vast and dark and deep
and endless....your heritage:
Silent clouds of stars,
Other worlds uncountable and other suns
beyond numbering
and realms of fire-mist and star-cities
as grains of sand....
drifting...
Across the void....
Across the gulf of night....
Across the endless rain of years....
Across the ages.
Listen!
Were you the star-born you should hear
That silent music of which the ancient sages spoke
Though in silent words...
Here then is our quest
and our world
and our Home.
Come with me now, Pilgrim of the stars,
For our time is upon us and our eyes
shall see the far country
and the shining cities of Infinity
which the wise men knew
in ages past, and shall know again
in the ages yet to be.
Look to the east....there shines
the Morning Star...soon shall the sunrise come...
We await the Dawn,
Rise, oh eternal light;
Awaken the World!
With trumpets and cymbals and harp and the sound
of glad song!
And now...
The clouds of night are rolled away;
Sing welcome to the Dawn
Rise, oh eternal light;
Awaken the World!
With trumpets and cymbals and harp and the sound
of glad song!

Me and you spent some time.
It was miniscule, well fine.
Me and you fell in love.
You only really needed a hug.
Consolation was my prize.
If you'd call it that.
I consoled. Your heart. You're broke.
I wish when I met you.
You caught your tongue
And never spoke.
Because then I'd be whole.
Not this piece of me.
Where's the rest.
The rest that should
Reside in my chest.

what I miss about you most is the way you kept trying to impress me even though you knew I was head over heels in love with you

what I miss about you most is the way you let my white lies go because you knew it wasn’t worth arguing (no damage done)

what I miss about you most is the way you’d sing to me all night if I asked you to, even if you had a sore throat

what I miss about you most is the way you’d sneak out of the house just to talk to me even though your dad would **** you if he found out

what I miss about you most is the fact that you wanted to introduce me to all the special people in your world as if inviting me into your life to stay

what I miss about you most is how you listened to me night after night and reassured me day after day without a word of complaint

what I miss about you most is the way you’d admire me and look at me with eyes full of acceptance and trust like I was the only star in your sky

**but what I miss the most- truly miss the most- is not needing to write down what I miss about you because you were always there and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I’d ever have to narrate the story of us in the past tense rather than present, future or even past continuous and this hollow feeling inside me has driven me to insanity with its bitter longing and sorrowful regret because what I dearly deeply honestly miss the most is everything we were and everything we were to be