Walls That Hold Our Passion

the walls ooze

with unborn dreams

endless amounts of passion

built up on the chairs

on which we sit

when we let our hearts

 soar with the music.

beauty spilling

from our insides 

letting all the trapped away

feelings

leak out of our souls

and float

across the room

and into another being. 

the raw emotions

sink into our skin

and drown all of our misery.

Open Wound

My love for you is an open wound

It stings me deep.

Sometimes I reopen the cut

just to remember how you felt.

I bleed a little but it's okay, 

It will heal again.

And you'll just be another scar

among the past markings on my heart.

Hungover From You

And just like that

we were strangers again.

How am I supposed to pretend 

like I never loved you?

I could never forget

the way you looked 

at me

right before you kissed me.

Your touch intoxicated me.

I've been drunk on you

for far too long,

and I'm not ready for the hangover.

Marks Are Too Often Scars

Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. 

Bequeathing a legacy. 

Outlasting death. 

We all want to be remembered. 

But the marks humans leave are too often scars. 

So walk lightly upon the earth. 

Acknowledge the truth: 

We're as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, 

and we are not likely to do either. 

People will say it's sad to leave a lesser scar,

to have fewer remember you, 

to have loved deeply but not widely. 

But it's not sad, 

it's the farthest thing from sad. 

It's heroic.

You Were My Summer

Everything is broken

beyond repair.

Sometimes good things just

have to come to an end.

Even though it will hurt,

and it will hurt for a while

in the end, 

you will be okay.

Although

I will miss

playing guitar with you,

singing with you,

sleeping under the stars

wrapped up in a blanket,

walking with you.

We used to just go,

no questions

no worries.

Just walk

hold hands

and sneak kisses on

each other's cheek.

You are my summer love,

and I will never forget you

or the way your eyes

always lit up

when I walked in the room. 

With each coming summer

I will think of you

and long for your touch.

But we both know that we're okay,

and I'll see you again

someday.

Blank State

I love waking up

because there are a few

quiet, blissful moments 

where my mind is blank

and I'm still in this

state of mind where it's

pure ecstasy.

Then reality sets in

and it's just another day.

It would be much easier

to get out of my bed 

in the morning

if I got to roll over

to your face

and kiss the sleepiness

from your lips and watch

your eyelids slowly flutter open.

You'd smile 

because you knew.

And there was 

plain silence between us

but that's okay,

because we didn't need to say

a single word.

Suffered, suffering, suffer.

When you left
so did a part of me.
I never realized 
how invested I was in you.
You took a part of me
that no one could ever
give back.
And I have suffered.
I am suffering.
I will suffer.

I Don't Want To Sleep

I don't want to sleep

because I know

when I wake up,

you won't be there

right by my side

anymore.

Watching you walk away

was one of the hardest

things I'v ever had

to experience.

I don't want to sleep.

No amount of blankets

can compare to the warmth 

you gave to me

when your arms are wrapped

around me tightly..

our souls as one.

I don't want to sleep.

Sad Fingertips

Time goes by slow

when you're missing someone

who is very dear to your heart.

They have made a mark on your soul

and you can't forget

the way their eyes shined that night.

My fingertips are the saddest of all

because they hold the most memory

of touching you, experiencing your warmth.

I know this is something

I can't just forget.
You're not just a person.

I'm yours,

whether or not you

are still mine.

Auras Engraved in my Heart

During the day time

I easily distract myself

from thoughts of you.

But once night time rolls around

You never cease to grow in my mind.

More and more

images

memories

voices

creep back to me

and haunt me

while I try to slumber.
I can almost feel

your hands on my hips,

your hot breath on my lips.

You have an aura that

is not easily forgotten.

And tonight is when

my pain is at maximum

because you left me there

believing you were the one

I'd be holding

when I woke up the next morning.

Lurking at my Legs

It is 2:04 am

A slight summer night breeze

comes rolling in through my

window.

It lurks at my bare legs

but does not seep

past the surface.

For with every gust of wind

that blows through my dusty window

into this silent

dark room

a little more thought

has been drained from my head.

And slowly,

the wind softly puts me into 

a deep,

peaceful sleep.

Summer Sky Kisses

I hope 5 years from today

you will think of me

and smile

but then maybe frown as well

because that will be the day 

that you let me slip away.

You may have lost

someone who supposed to be

with you in the very moment.

Together

we will both miss

those precious moments

playing guitar and singing

in the backyard

on a late summer evening

when the sun is kissing

the sky goodnight

as you were to me.

We will miss the

sneaky kisses

and 5 am thoughts.

I hope you'll think of me

because I will be thinking

of you. 

Almost Giving In

We sit here in the almost silence
There is a scratchy radio playing a couple rooms away.
We both wait
for the other person 
to speak first.
I almost speak
but I stop myself when I see your lips part in the slightest of ways.
But you stop too.
So now we're back to where we started.
Almost silence.
Almost there.
Almost giving in to you.

Loud Mind

As I lay in my bed

in the dark room

the silence is strident

and so is my mind,

My thoughts immediately go to 

you

every moment of the day

until

my eyes grow heavy

and my body is at peace

but still

you're there

in the back of my lonely mind.

Memory Lane

And no one

seems to notice

how memories play

through my head

like a song

when I retrace my steps.

I guess

I'm afraid to admit

that I miss

the smile

the laughs

and 

long talks

that I shared with

you.