if neither of us believe
in all of the things which create "love"
then how can we ever
love the other?

I was born and never sworn.
I did live but could never give,
Until to live I never did.

I had not a thing to give.

My body's weak, it fell apart,
Like my heart it came to rot,
Dismissed in cruelty, now I can't see,
And cast away like a damaged doll.

I had not a fist to raise,
I had not a heart to be restrained–
No passion in cold, dark waste.
I had no hope in this empty place:
I was born and I did die.
No one cared, so life I cried.

I am cold,
But all have loathed.
Lift me up,
I have collapsed.
I want a heart to give...

Give me your heart.

You have everything you’ve ever wanted;
I hear them say
everything that you’ve dreamed of-
then why must I feel this way?

Enlighten me please
by your explanation so,
you beg for me to stay
when I tell you I must go.

My purpose I know not;
this is why I must leave.
I believe in nothing no longer.
For me, you mustn’t grieve.

b.m

If my heart knew half of what my head does
It wouldn't be so easy to break

I was red, you were blue
You had a different hue
I was me and you were you
Together, we had our own color
Together we were purple

How can I possibly know yours
if you don't pick up the phone
or tell me what it is
that you
want
?

Those words dance on the tip of my tongue
waiting to float above me
waiting, no wanting to be heard
begging to make a sound
but I keep my mouth locked
burn the feelings inside me
letting them go dormant
afraid of loving, when I'm so unloveable

the waves will crash down over the
message in the bottle I will sail out to
sea tomorrow
and the message will entail how I wonder
what mutual love feels like
and how often I play the scenes over in my head of the times I told people I loved them
and blue birds would sing and chase each other around my head and morph into butterflies into my stomach
while they would say they loved me back
and I would wait for the blue birds to move to their head
but I forgive them when you accept
that I may just be unlovable

And when someone finds the bottle
they may find me
for I will wait for someone to love me the way I know I deserve to.