i am afraid of fall and winter.
i am afraid of the dropping temperature.
the trees slowly withering.
i am afraid of the short days.
and the dark mornings.
i am afraid of reliving the memories we made in the fall.
and how we broke in the winter.
my heart goes cold like the weather.

it's ironic
how I look at you
hoping, for you to look back at me

but when you do
I look away
because I don't want you to
see how much I crave you

if only wishes did come true
i’d still be holding close to you

i’d see the world i’m living in my dreams
it wouldn’t tear my soul apart like weak seams

life would not be twice as hard
our wishes wouldn’t burn and char

blow away as ashes in the wind
as fate laughs at our tragic fates it intertwined

it seems too much at times to live in this.
waking up so far from that old bliss

I know it’s pointless to reminisce
the life we live is cruel and i’ve come to know this

maybe this world is just not for me
i’m waiting on a miracle i’ll have to see…

Who will love me the way you did ? Touch me the way you did ? The way you made me feel who's going to make me feel like that again ?

I hate you
I hate you for choosing her
I hate you for not staying
I hate you  for not missing me
I hate you for the way you make me feel
I hate that you're the person that lets me down the most
I hate how you don't call
I hate the way you can read my mind
I hate the sound of your voice and how my heart skips a beat when I hear it
I hate the way my hands shake when I call you
I hate the fact that I still think about you every night
I hate the fact that when we speak your words make me what to write poetry
I hate that you live a city away
I hate that I still write about you
I hate that I can't kiss you
I hate that I would choose you, always
I hate that all of this doesn't matter to me.
Because I love you.

Some moments are not to be captured
not in a photo
not in a story
not anywhere
Some moments should only live in a memory