if i knew how to play
the guitar i would
write the sappiest love
songs for you
but sadly, darling, i am
musically impaired

if i knew how to paint
i would color
the most glorious sunsets
just for you
but sadly, darling, i am
artistically limited

if i knew how to sew
i would patch up
the torn seams
of your heart
but sadly, darling, i have no
idea how to use a needle

if i knew how to cook
i would make your
favorite desserts
to sweeten up your day
but sadly, darling, my
only specialty is burnt eggs

oh darling,
i am not good at many
things but if there is
one thing that i
can do well, oh my darling,
that is loving you.

I took a walk with you
to escape my mind
your smile was so sincere

In the cool night air you held me tight
but I tripped on a sigh
and exploded like a star
scorching the sky
lighting the dark

And now I exist in the space behind your ribs
and as your chest rises and falls
I'll remain like your last pocket of breath.

"just friends"
harmless. innocent. right?
although the voice inside
my head whispers and
persuades me otherwise.
              because i also never forget how
              we once were "just friends"
and i also know "just friends"
seems to run deeper with someone
you've once called a lover.
                
             please know, im sorry :
understand that it's difficult to see
past the past of you two, and trust
the future you present and promise
to me everyday, when your actions
don't comfort me as much as your words seem to.