Years from now, when we've graduated college, traveled the world, got married, and have kids of our own, if I'm not the one you share your life with, I hope you remember me.

I hope you remember me as your first real love. I hope you remember me as the one who stole your heart.

I hope you remember the nights we had. Whether it be driving around town, going to parties, hanging out at friends houses, hanging out in the barn, making out in your car, or just watching netflix and cuddling together.

I hope you remember all the things we said to each other. "I love you, I want to be with you forever, just one more kiss, I miss you, you're crazy, stay a little longer, I can't wait to see you."

I hope you remember when we would skip school to be together, when I had to hide in your closet because your mom came home, when we would listen to your music for hours, when I would make you sing to me because I love the sound of your voice, or when we would talk on the phone until the early hours of morning.

If there ever comes a day when you stop loving me, hold on to these memories. I pray to god you don't forget about me, but if you do, maybe when your favorite song comes on, or when you visit this old beat up town, you'll think of me.

I can still hear your voice in the
back of my head.
  It's a sweet melody that I will always dread.
  I can still feel your lips, so soft and sweet.
  I hope I never see the day when those lips again meet mine.
  I can still see your smile, looking as beautiful as ever.
  I hate that smile and want to see it never.
  
I love you and I hate you, I can't make up my mind.
I love the way you made me feel, but I hate the way you left me.
A part of me thinks that you'll come back after some time.
Another part of me knows you'll never return, so please..

just set me free.

I'm drinking amongst the veterans
of this endless hellish war
I kind of almost envy those
ending problems knee deep in gore
My problems can't be ended
with falling axes or swinging swords
Because I've been in my share of fights
and won great many awards
But all of that is worthless when
my enemy is myself
So I just bottle up emotions,
leave them sitting on the shelf.

Blank grey walls and an empty heart
I am awake and waiting for the pain to start.
Blank grey sheets and an empty bed
I can't silence the voices inside my head.
Blank grey floors but I'm already gone
I feel emotionless, empty and I am withdrawn
Blank grey eyes, and a ****** knife
Is this seriously all I'm doing with my life?

Now no, my friend, your life's not fair
but there's no point sitting with a vacant stare
life doesn't get better, but at least it goes on
good times aren't coming but the worst times are gone.
so do not sit alone, with that vacant stare
I don't know your happiness, but I know it's not there

So I say hellopoetry
and goodbye to my sanity
another night writing of you
and you know, I don't want to

I understand why light bends, and why the skies are blue
But I can't possibly understand what it's like to be you
I understand how photons, are both particle and wave
but I have no idea, about the way females behave
Understanding science is as easy as three point one four
but the human brain is complicated and oh so much, much more.

Yet understanding you is so much more vital
than understanding DNA's full title
I understand the physics,
behind rudimentary time travel
But I don't understand why
when your around, my words they do unravel

But I feel you understand me,
and I can't return the favour.
Yet at least I understand poetry,
it's been a real life saver.