I've never been good at this...
Communication was never my strong suit,
But when my family told me you were
A mistake, I could not believe they
Could think so poorly of my feelings-
As if a short moment of happiness
Was no moment at all.

On nights like this,
I feel the urge to write.
To click on keys and
Purge my thoughts
and hope for a better
Tomorrow.

On nights like this,
I no longer feel the need
To heed to everyone's
Warnings on what may
or may not happen
Tomorrow.

On nights like this,
The cool air coming from
The A/C reminds me
Of how chilling a moment
Can be and how fleeting
It is when all of the sudden
23:59 becomes 00:00
And it is no longer
Tomorrow.

Three shots
And four beers
Later I’m in
Your bed trying
To decide if
This is you
Taking advantage
Or me not
Getting any in
So long I really
Don’t care.
I come to the
Conclusion
That if it was the
Former I wouldn’t
Be having this
Conversation in
My head and so
I kiss you hard
And hope for
A night that
Can hold me
Over for a few
More weeks.

I want to take a class in poetry;
Learn the rhythm and rhyme
Of poets before my time.

I want to know how symmetry
And ingenuity can create such
Ferocity in works as old as touch.

I want to understand fluently
The words and stories told
By those so bold, now old.

I want to take a class in poetry;
Twist the rhythm and rhyme-
I want to make it mine.

How selfish you are
To make the decision
That I am not enough
For what you envision

And how hopeful I was
That this division
Between you and I
Was just a transition

How noble you thought
That your definition
Of love and lost
Begins with repetition

And how dumb I must be
To give my permission
Letting you back in
To start the ignition

As the hours go by I get more and more excited
Knowing that as night falls and the stars come
Out to play with the moon watching over I will
Be here, right here, typing away my heart to you.

You will be far away, I won't be able to lean over
Kiss you good night but I can glance just a few
Inches and see you smiling at me. That perfect,
Crooked smile.  

I can listen to you sing lyrics to songs I only
Know from the sound of your voice as you
Forget I'm still there. And it makes me happy
Knowing that even though I cannot
Feel the touch of your skin I can still feel the
Love in your words as you tell me how much
You adore me.

And I adore you, I do.