It's 2:31 AM, my dear
And i am still awake
Thinking of our reckless words
On another restless night
Seeing you in every place
In the shadows of my room;
Your face
Smiling at me
Chasing away sleep
Like a childish game,
Of wolves and sheep.
The stars hold infinity. Each one is unique and bright, each one is thousands of miles apart and yet still together in one sky- that is why they are beautiful. Is the same not true for humans? We are each different and still connected, and each one of us holds a light inside of ourselves that can change the world. Are we not beautiful in the same way that stars are? Do we not hold infinity in the same way that they do?
In the shakey moments
Between wake and sleep
I let loose the tears
That I didn’t let you see
They fall upon my pillow
And transform into rust
Reminding me that we
Are nothing more
Than dust
Im on top of the world
But i am all alone.
So i wonder
If a life with you
Would have been worth
Losing it all?
The bloodiest hands
Are those of time.
As it passes
And the seasons change,
All things age
And die.
I stole your name
From the gusts of wind
And wondered
If it was destiny?
If we are all as dead
As we claim to be
Then are we merely
Skeletal actors
Playing the role of a man
And stiffly mimicking
The beating of a heart?
An icy, hollow bed
Where i lay down to sleep
A coffin as the bedframe
And earth as my sheets
My brother says goodnight to me
My father tucks me in
My mother sings a lullaby
About things that could have been
The world has never looked so gray
Or that is how is seems
As mother whispers in my ear
"Goodnight," she cries, "sweet dreams."
The mountain mist
(And the paleness of its shroud)
Is a constant reminder
(In the darkness of my thoughts)
Of how much I really
(Unknowingly, but undoubtedly)
Missed you
The words rattle
In my mind
Like chains
But somehow
They are
Freeing.
They sing a
Silent song
To me
Like whispers in
The autumn
And they are
More beautiful
Than the words
Could ever say
Love is like being lost, then finding yourself at your destination anyway. Love is like forgetting the formula on a math test, but still getting the the answer right. Love is life forgetting your wallet and finding the exact change you need on the ground.
Love is an innocent mistake, that ends up better than you could ever have hoped.