i sit here contemplating what words to use, to say:
how much i don't think about you.
how much i don't care.
how much i don't miss you anymore.

but the fact that i sat down to write about you,
that i seem to never stop,
are words enough.

{d.f. | 04/08/18}

Is it too late
To run back into your arms
The sun hasn't dipped deep enough
The birds are still singing their love songs
Can I play with your hair
You can run your fingers along my neck
It isn't summer yet
But the cool breeze feels so refreshing
As it blows across our tousled hair
Will you whisper sweet nothings in my ears
I promise I won't shake if it tickles
But don't you pause
Let your breath caress every inch of my skin
Lets dance beneath the evergreen trees
The night is still young
And the sky is still blushing
Lace your fingers around mine
Lets see the flowers bloom again
And pluck away the weeds of melancholy
Is it too late
To gather the remnants of our love
Pile them up neatly
Smile once again together
At its abundance
Meant for you and me

As a kid growing up
All the way up til now
The one super power I've always wished for
Is to stop time

Because I've had problems
with saving the moment I have
Everything else seems to get in the way

But then you came along
And now my super power is any moment I have with you
Because in those moments the rest of the world stops for a little while
Time stops for a little while

And now in my pocket
A polaroid lies
And let's me stop time whenever I need
Whenever I look at you

So it seems my wish came true
Because now, I have you.

Loving you is complicated, but love has no limit so let's spend it slow. I know I haven't seen you in a minute but you got me writing like this. Because of you I handle feelings with care. Look for the light in all weathered hearts even the glare. Relationship is effort but I'll match your work. I want to be the one that makes you the happiest regardless of whats to come. You'll never be a *****, but you'll never be my property so I wouldn't call you mine. There's much more to your name than just you.

You see not many people will understand the uninity of woman and man. They think *** is where it starts but never know where it goes.

But for you I'll write in the stars that you're my moon and if heaven had height you'd be just as tall. If we understand each other we will never fall. For I am your tide and you're my moon together we move. It doesn't take much to recognize sunshine. For you I crave, to be by your side, in lost times I try to find you. It's love, it's happiness, it's more than just words my heart defines you as such. As my reflection of light I will lead you.

Soft are his hands who so caress my cheek
Warm is his smile who brings happiness to my eyes
His eyes are raging pools of soft light
Oceans to swim in, exploring the depths.
His hands are worn as his expression late at night,
And his tears are emotions firing into the abyss.
His skin is tan, but hidden under walls of clothes are the white insecurities.
But she also holds a piece of my shattered heart.
Her humor keeps me alive,
A slow heartbeat barely lighting the dark.
Her hidden depression is mine to share,
Her happiness the fruit of my efforts.
Her love so strong,
Building like the tsunami terrorizing her soul.
Together, we make a crooked whole,
A misshapen heart
A sideways soul.

there are nights where i stay up daydreaming of a wonderland

a wonderland of vignetted sepia books and tea stained lips,
a wonderland where the sun hides for a while, and lets us be real
a wonderland where no one else exists
so that my arms persist on staying around you

a wonderland where my hands lay in yours
while we read sappy poetry
poetry no one else we know would find interesting
but poetry that means the world to us;

a wonderland where rain falls in my backyard on orange trees
to the setting of our eyes like big blue seas
never parting
leaves rustling

a wonderland where music plays and sways so sway with me
to a light thunder storm
and kiss me slowly
so we can keep each others lips warm

because its cold in our winter wonderland
but a little cold never stopped anyone
a little cold in life slows us down, but we put on our jumpers and forge on

so forge on
my dear winter girl,
because i know that sometimes
a house isn't really a home
and it gets hard when I'm alone
so come whenever you feel like you cant stand
and lay with me, in our own winter wonderland.