I remember the first time we met
I even remember the look on your face
A warm glow that can only be felt on a summer’s day
I remember what I felt in my heart
True joy and happiness
But I never told you
I was waiting for the right moment
I guess the right moment may not come
Unless it has already passed long ago
Procrastination isn’t the best thing when it comes to love
Is it still too late to tell you how I feel?

I still remember your smile
It was huge, and banana shaped (in a good way)
Not much has changed
I remember the way I felt when I could put it on your face
It was something like being able to light the sun

They say the way to someone’s heart is through their stomach
And I filled both of ours with lots fun and good times
I thought maybe if I were with you all the time
Maybe, just maybe I could find a time to tell you
But it never came
After every time you smiled or laughed I wanted to tell

I still remember your warm heart
How could I ever forget that?
It was what made you treasured by everyone
I still remember everything
I know now might not be the best time to tell you this
But I have realized that it may never come
I just want you to know I remember the good times
I am not asking for your heart
I just want you to know I remember

I heard a lot about you
I knew your name before we met
But after all the things that I heard
I still didn’t think you would be this special
Yeah, I know you’ve been with other guys
Maybe I’m not as special as I think I am
Instead of being one IN a million
Maybe I'm just one OF the million
I don’t really know
I just wanted to tell you how much fun I had with you
You showed me a lot of new things
Actually, I think I’m a different
No, I know I'm a better person because of you
Yeah we’ve had our fights and struggles
But I still don’t wanna let you go
It may be unrealistic to think that we would last forever
But that doesn’t keep me from thinking it
Your probably gonna just look at this and say yeah whatever
But this is more than just scribbled down words
More like thoughts brought to life on paper
I guess this is just an elegant way to say thank you…
For everything.

Bright bucket of sunshine
How I love you
Riding on Helios’s chariot
Evaporating all darkness
And things that dwell in it
Misery, Pain, Sorrow
Letting nothing but light into my life

I love you so much
So why do you treat me so badly
Hurt my skin if I try to bask in your glory too long
Giving the phrase “Too much of a good thing” true meaning
But still I return, skin darkened, pained by your warm touch
Letting no one know how awful you treat me

I do not like this childhood game of hide-in-seek you play
Dodging behind sky cotton and coming back out when you feel ready
I can see the jealousy that you are trying to create
I guess you want to see if I truly love you
So every time you return I try to give a smile showing my gratitude
Hiding my malice as you hide your face

Why can’t you stay longer?
Allotting me only a few hours a day
Then returning home, leaving me in darkness and sheer misery
Only for me to meet a cheap imitation of you who accompanies me through the night
Loved by some but its glory is small in comparison with you
So I lay staring into the sky awaiting your return

No!
Curse your shiny exterior and radiating personality
Your warm temporary touch and your childhood games
I have had enough
I thought I was lucky to have someone as special as you
But the world and puffs of white can have you
I have spent one too many nights waiting for your return
Too many nights drowning in sorrow and pity waiting for your hand to rescue me

I am leaving you
Your electric charisma is not enough any longer
I will find someone else who is worthy of me
I will return to the darkness that I have tried to cast away
And live in the everlasting hours of darkness

Ideas becoming ink for your pen to bleed
Visions seen, held still on once blank pages to be viewed for eternity
A whole life’s experiences boiled down
Like Crack
To powerful words that, once touched by the tongue is nothing less than ecstasy
If spoken able to bring you back to a place and time once known
A time machine for you and your audience to travel in
Time being bent like young bamboo sticks to the whim of the speaker
If spoken traveling through the air targeting the ears of the ignorant like a snipers bullet
Able to hit you square between the eyes
Blindsiding its victim
Stopping in the frontal lobe
It is hear where the bullet is digested
The face goes blank, no expression
Eyes roll back starring at the bullet now lodged in the brain
The person brought back to life to experience it all over again
That is poetry

Beautiful red rose that draws me in
Tantalizing
I come closer
My lust for you is extraordinary
Bordering insanity
I look left, I look right
Making sure that we are alone
I reach out to grab you
Ouch!
Blood drips from my hand
How can something so beautiful be so painful?
My desire still high, I reach again
The same result
I try once more
This time ignoring the pain and blood dripping steadily from my fingertips
I grab you and pull you in close to my heart so I can forever admire your glory
Then I realized you must be willing to go through pain to get something you love

There is no rewind back to the time that…
Nevermind.
Our lives just go forward,
No Stop,
No let me think for a second,
Just play.

And there is no fast forward
Past the hard times in life,
Past the heartbreaks,
The awkward moments,
Living nightmares.
Just play.

Life is not like a movie.
There is no Fast-Forward,
No Rewind,
No Stop.
We must live in the moment
Hoping that we are doing the right thing,
Making the right choices,
Talking to the right people,
Cause no matter what…
Life is just going to keep playing.