You told me my lips was filled with love and sweetness
I don't tell you yours was boredom and pity.

You told me that my lips felt like regrets and bitterness
I don't tell you that yours taste of cigarettes and her.

You asked me why my hugs are cold and distant
I don't tell you it's because your arms don't feel like home.

I asked you why your eyes are ice cold over time
But I don't tell you why the stars are dead in mine.

You ask me while I wear a smile like a funeral
I don't ask you why yours is a copy-and-paste.

You said it sounded like goodbye when I said I love you
I don't tell you yours sounded like an apology.

You told me not to leave when I said goodbye
I don't tell you you're already half-way out the door.

The words we don’t say
Fall to the ground like dead leaves.
To be trampled and stepped on
Barely making a sound over the wind
Of the lies we whisper;
Too afraid of the truth beneath our feet.
And when storms begin to build,
Lifting the leaves to dance around us;
Those words crawling across our tongues
Fighting to be heard.
The rain of our tears beats them back down,
And the leaves fall flat, soggy, and drenched  
To the cold, hard ground.
Beaten into silence,
To be trampled and stepped on,
Without even a crunch.
Those words we don’t say
Remain on the ground like dead leaves,
A reminder
Of dying souls we meet on these streets.

no words will give justice
to these emotions that howl over me
it's doubtful how you miss
this love that cries for you to see

i'll shower you with flowers
and i'll kiss away the pain
i'll hold you when fear towers
and i'll break off every chain

it won't always be smooth sailing
i know honeymoons don't last
but know my love is never failing
with you, selfishness is of the past

i realize you're in a trance
of that girl who loves you so
but if you'd only give me a glance
i will take away all your sorrow

words left unspoken
feelings left unsaid
before you i was unbroken
but now for you i've bled

No Spoken Words are needed,
A cup of tea, pen to paper,
finger to keyboard,
I start to write, and words in forms,
That only the reader may understand,
Ever read, ever listen,
To the world that is being whispered into their ear,
May the words being written, produce a whole new world,
And open eyes to the world of unspoken words.

Anything.
To keep my mind off of you
Anything.
To keep me busy so my mind doesn't wander

What are you doing
Are you happy
Do you miss me
How often do you think of us and what lies untouched between us
How much better is she than me
The truth

When my mind does wander,
I catch my breath,
In the kind of hiccupping way,
As if I had been crying all day...
Invisible tears

Back at the shore, at the interface, I tried, once, to be free.
I found a human animal there, hidden beneath the sea.
It stared, defiant, back at me, perplexed to be observed.
It had no need for company,
It had no need for words.

I felt unable to understand,
Understanding all too well.
The pain within the heart of man,
The pain they buy and sell.

I spoke aloud, though, anyway,
I thought I knew those eyes,
Believed my voice could make a change,
In other creature's lives.

"You're hurt", I said, to the ocean waves,
"Why hide beneath the sea?"
"You're a fool", it said, "presuming that",
"There's something wrong with me"

"Go back to where it's warm and dry,"
"Just walk away from here."
"The water gives me all I need."
"Spare me your hope and fear".

Perhaps", I said, "We all are broken,"
"To some extent, in body; soul..."
I saw my own, afraid but happy,
So unbroken as to seem whole.

It shouted at me once I had left,
We would never meet again.
Then whispered an unheard, but felt,
Admission to the pain.

Someone asked me one day why I wrote so much.
I told them to be quiet because I was listening to what the pen said to the paper.
I was trying to hear their love story.
The one unspoken.

There's a whole ocean stretched out,
Blue and deep between our bodies.
But our hearts have always been,
Clasped by time in the same vault.

And I want you,
Like we've never been before.
We've never talked about it,
Our stolen time.

I'm stuck in this anticipation,
Thoughts of you wrapped around me.
The waiting is an unbearable pain,
Reminding me of life without you.

And I want you,
An aching I can't bear anymore.
I've never told you before,
Time stolen from us.

There's no escape from this place,
Clinging with anxious suspense;
That every piece of life will fall,
Blocking the only way to your presence.

And I wanted you,
In a way we'd never been before.
We don't talk
About this stolen time
And the reason for your changed mind.

I don't think I can keep carrying on
Holding these feelings inside.
If I don't talk about it
My life will be your stolen time.