You're a million different people at one time, I'm surprised anyone else can keep conversation with you besides me,
then again you've got a million more faces in your backpocket to choose from

I've been breaking for so long but not yet ever broken babybee aren't you proud of me?
Words that never match the face they come from

Were you born upside down or something, honeybee?
It's so hard trying to work out your type.
I wake up sometimes thawing without your warmth but I've got the means to make a fire on my own, it is not flesh&bone it does not matter

I can't want what's left behind, there's never enough time to regret but still not a single thought inandof itself is useful,
I said I'd never leave her go and I never will,  I shall wear love's bruise and I'll be there for her waiting always
  but it's obvious here is a different story,
I'll be wavering the flag and smiling bright as any dream sun as we fall apart just as when we grew together.
She's not mine, this I know, but I can't stand to hear her cry whatever the motive
And it's so easy to be guided by a lighthouse when you don't see who's behind the light, your lights are bluer than you and how you left me, my bulb shines dull and sandy, and all you ever asked was for us to talk and for me to say nothing 'bout my self.
At first I didn't mind this but you kept on speaking

So long until you wore your voice to nothing

I loved you on Tuesday now it's Friday and I can't say the same

You've got nothing goin on, I'm the same but if we got together

You'd drag us both down,

This I know,

And I've risen too many times to even risk drowning again

   These days and I think I'll stay this way evermore and I don't blame you,
in-fact, I can only blame who's still here
I learn nothing otherwise
I learn so much about myself
From who I long for in my sleep and who I'm glad to forget as I adjust to waking up

and when she wanders my way

I'll be destined to ignore her

And settle for you yet again.

Preamble: Compare and Contrast

compare and contrast,
the teacher asks us to
do this,
on a mid-term
exam and I am
                                  struck-up by a resonance combo, a commandment
                                  compare and contrast, somewhere an ineffable has
                                  ordered me to love poetry, in all/only honesty,
                                  in that uncertain way. without surcease.
                                    

                 ­                    functional verbs that a button pushed,
                                            a non-rhyme that sang out somehow
                                                “this is the writing life, this way, yours.”
                                    live and last.
  
with that single directive,
compare and contrast.
without surcease,
                   and your poem then,        has no The End.

There will always be someone else who
Loves you more than I do,
I cannot measure their love with my own,
And I do not think love can be measured by
One heart alone, we are all too different from each other,
I have my own ways of loving, so do you,
So do they…
But I do hope there is someone else who
Loves you more than I do –
I am not infallible, I am only human
Promises and sweet words will not be enough
To keep me from making mistakes…
To absolve me of my mistakes...
I will make mistakes, I don’t know when, but
I am sure I will,
So I pray that someone else will love you
More than I can, someone needs to be able to
Pull you from me before I can
Make too many mistakes
Out of loving you
This is not me telling you that
I don’t love you –
Because I do.
And love has blinded many people,
Love has triumphed over history,
And I, I am nothing but a human.
I will, believe me, love you until
It is the only thing that runs my reasons,
Until sanity has left me,
I will always love you in my own way.
It won’t be by your books –
Or by anyone’s, for that matter.
I will love you the way I am wired to love someone
More than myself,
Bare and raw, and painfully human.
So, I am wishing to God,
That someone else loves you more than I do...