The chilly breeze whispers against my skin,
As darkness descends, silence envelops within.
Ocean waves surrender to the moon's gentle pull,
Their soothing melody, my heart's lonely lull.

I wander, lost, from the world's prying eyes,
From scars that linger, like an open wound's sigh.
Yet, in this darkness, a glimmer of hope resides,
A beacon calling, guiding me to peaceful tides.

Halfway to solace, I pause, take a breath,
And let the night's tranquility envelop my depth.
One more step forward, into the unknown night,
Toward the promise of peace, where stars shine bright.

I'm scared of forgetting
You
Your voice
That face
The way you pull me towards you
The way you hugged me
In the end I'm left with tears
Scars of you
Which would never seem to disappear
I melt down every time
your name falls in.

Sighing memories washing over me in the flow of a deep
blue sea, — my skin glimmers with the love of the sun, but its
affection is too overwhelming; my tears cascade, transforming every
ground beneath my feet, into an ocean the moment I step outside.

Please don’t crash into me as if I were an unguarded entrance –
the outside world hammered at the door of my heart, demanding to
be let in by any open conversation — but it takes more time for me
to open up.

Those open scars, raw and untended, are like emotional
whirlpools, dragging me down into the abyss of pain and sorrow.

My heart longs for you;
a yearning hard to ignore.
if you'd let me, I'd consume you,
completely down to your core.

Feeding on nothing, but your touch;
I've never craved something as much.

Slowly starving, yet always full.
Slowly starving, yet completely whole.

Breathing in nothing, but your words;
I'd listen, completely undisturbed.
suffocating softly, as your stories filled my lungs.
As a deep desire dances behind our tongues.

If you'd let me,
I'd dive into your eyes;
those very eyes that make me fly.
I'd never again know what it'd be like to want the sky.

If you'd allow me,
I'd fall into your skin;
revealing all of the tenderness within.

If you'd give me the space,
I'd allow myself to be vulnerable.
I'd show you everything in me that's horrible.

If you'd let me,
I'd look at every part of you;
cherishing every scar,
regardless of how far.

Show me the parts you've been led to believe are undesirable,
to me you've never been less than admirable.

I'd hold every piece with tenderness, not mistaking your pain for weakness.
I'd embrace every fragment,
you're worth the investment.

If you'd let me see the person that hides;
I promise I'd stay by your side.
If you let me see the parts that were raw;
I'd gaze upon you with nothing, but awe.

My heart longs for you;
I'd get completely lost in you.
If I would just let my heart be free;
I'd let it consume me.

I looked at my hands the other day.
Really looked.
I saw the flesh, and the sinew, and the odd curves as the tendons snake their way back into their home

I saw my right ring finger;
Remembered there was a scar
And I looked,
For a while.
And I saw it

Faded but there,
Clear and standing.
Brazen roughness against the smooth porcelain.

I remember an event,
I'm not quite sure.
A fall.
A scrape.
A tumble.
Some sort of momentary tragedy.

I don't remember how it happened now.
And I found comfort in that thought.

For two long years, his heart would race,
Each time he saw her gentle face.
He loved her with a quiet fire,
But she could never match his burning desire.

She smiled at him, a friend sincere,
But love’s sweet call she didn’t hear.
Her kindness soft, her laughter bright,
But never touched by passion’s light.

He waited, hoped, and dreamed in vain,
His longing mixed with growing pain.
For while he burned, she stayed the same
A friendship kind, but free of the flame.

And one cold night, the truth was clear
Her heart was far, though she was near.
She cherished him, but as a friend
Not love, not more, it had to end.

A love before had left its mark,
A shadow deep within her heart.
Though she held him close, she couldn’t say
The things he hoped would come someday.

Her heart was healing, still so scarred,
She wished to bridge the gap, but found it hard.
He watched her struggle, full of grace,
His longing clear upon his face.

But she could see, no matter how,
She couldn't give what love allows.
She wished for him the love he sought,
A bond that held the things she could not.

So with a sigh, she gently said,
“The love you seek is up ahead.”
And hoped that he would understand
Our paths as friends, but not hand in hand.

He let her go with quiet grace,
The longing fading from his face.
Though it stung, he didn’t grieve
His heart had space, and love could leave.

For somewhere out beyond the night,
A love was waiting, just as bright.
Someone whose heart would match his own,
Whose hands would warm when his were cold.

Yet in their hearts, a joy was found,
As they embraced on solid ground.
Not as lovers no, but still so near,
As loyal friends, for many a year

He knew when she had healed her scars,
A love would find her, bright as stars.
A love that holds, that won’t betray,
To light her path along the way.

For in his eyes, she knew he’d find
The one who holds him, heart and mind.
And while she couldn’t feel the same,
She’d watch him soar beyond this flame.

Though she never felt the way he dreamed,
They both found peace, or so it seemed
Supporters now, they’d cheer each day,
And shine for eachother in every way.