And my mind
        always finds its way
                               back to you..

I know that I
don’t possess the
beauty of a rose,
the ones before you
taught me so..

But,
do you think you could
find a way to love me
for my words,
and for how I survived
through all of the things
that hurt.

I don’t need your help.
I just need you to love me
while I learn how to
love myself.

As I sit here,
rooted to the ground
like the trees that surround,
day fades to night
and the sky sheds its color.
I gaze longingly as lovers pass
on the dimly lit
moonlight path,
charged on the energy
they generate together.

As I sit here
waiting for you,
I wonder if we will
ever be like that.
I wonder if you will ever feel
the current I feel
when you're around.
Your smile alone,
sends a spark through me
strong enough to knock me down.
I struggle to stay grounded
next to you.

As I sit here
I wonder when
it will be our turn
to love the fire inside.
To let it out
and show the world
how we burn for each other.

Until then
I will stay rooted here
waiting...
for you to unearth
the love
we've both been
waiting for..

Be careful boy,
behind those pretty blue eyes
is both hope and heart break,
that has eaten men alive.
The things that go on
in her head
are chaotic, yet beautiful.
I dare you
to look deeper,
because if you can handle her,
your life will never
be the same.
She will be your muse,
and your biggest critic.
She will be your little spoon,
and steal your shirts.
But most importantly,
she will show you
that not every love,
is the same.

I have always been
the one with a hungry heart.

I will swallow you whole, even
if it tears me apart.

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Humans,
What odd creatures we are.
We fill our heads with
empty promises of forever,
when even the most precious things,
like time and life itself,
are temporary.

We hope to have forever,
But nothing is ever permanent.
The only thing we can keep
are the blissful memories.

This, my dear,
is all that's left for us.

You say you see beauty
but all I see are flaws.

You say you see pretty eyes
and a lovely smile.

I look at you with disgust
and say I see nothing at all.

Your words cut
so deep;
Enough to
**** what's left
of the good in me.
I watch you leave,
anxious, helpless,
unable to move.
My teeth
pierce my tongue.
The tears always hurt more
than the taste
of blood.

The thoughts and nervous panic
never prepared me for this.
You
never prepared me for this.

It's 2am

Shadows dance across the walls
and the floor boards creak under
the weight of the silence.

It's 2am

Sleep eludes me
while my thoughts reel through my mind
like film through a camera.

It's 2am

And the thoughts of you
begin.

I decided to take
all the hopeless love
that I have and
color my words with it.
I share it for other
hopeless romantics
like me.

Everyone seems to like
my colorful words
all about you.

fall into me.
tug at my soul
and pull it
from my body.
remind me
what it means
to be in love,
to feel sorrow,
...to be human...
...remind me.

There she is.
You can see her
Seated just across the room.

You look up at her
From time to time
Just trying to catch a glimpse
Of that particular smile..
The one that most people never see,
Simply because they just don't
Look close enough.

You observe her every move.
Cautious not to be seem
But risking it all anyway,
Because there's something
Almost beautiful about a girl
Who can't see her own beauty.

I want to love
like I've never been afraid

But I'm always too much
And not enough
At the same time..

❤