They’d waited too long to say

“I love you”.

3 words. 3 syllables.

Yet they held millions of emotions unspoken.

and now that they’d done it, they wouldn’t,
couldn’t, stop

they told each other all the time, at the end of the argument
and before the good news.

In the middle of the storm, even though it was hard to see, and after, when the raging winds had settled on a breeze

before the rising sun turned the sky pretty colors and after it flickered out and faded away into the dark

Underneath the stars that their love had been etched into

There was no love until death for them, because it would never stop

I love you beyond

it's such a shame



you were in front of me



and I couldn't recognise you.

He saved my life,
but he couldn't save his own,
He risked his life,
To be where he was goin,
5 pills took his life away,
5 pills and bein drunk won,
Now I stand at his grave,
Here lies my cousin,
Who was only 17.

Joy is a star bursting in a million colors
It is the rainbow a dew drop boasts about
It is the cool wind on a sweaty brow
And the silky fur of a graceful feline under your palm
Joy is when you touch your own heart and feel the beating of someone's heart
Joy is when the soul is liberated from its shackles and become one with the One