Thursday, March 31, 2011

Understand

Here I sit in class waiting for it to end.
Too many thoughts on my mind to even transcend.
If I were free what would I do?
I think of the best nights I had,
and somehow they are all of you.
All the times we walked around
the lake that never made a sound,
and when we talked
we could never stop,
cause that's just how we are.
Those late night phone conversations
that consist of nonsense and reality.
Sometimes it really gets to me
because I wonder
why you are the only one who understands.

Words

You speak without thinking,
tell me what's on your mind without reason.
You don't know what you say,
or how deep it cuts into me,
and how bad it scars.
It's still there years later,
though I know I've left your mind,
you haven't left mine.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Lost Dream

I see you in my dreams at night, you take my hand and drag me in to dance.
I've never been so light on my feet than that night that I was asleep.
You spin me around and I can hardly breathe, in your arms I will always be.
Hold me close and I look in your eyes.
They've never been so bright in the dark of night.
But this dream ends too soon and I wake up with only memories.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Constellation Eyes

I will go back to that silent evening
when we were more than friends but less than lovers,
while outside, we stood only inches apart, gazing at the stars
and you pointed out Orion’s belt to me.
I looked up but I couldn’t see the shape in the stars,
all I wondered was if you loved me.
Did you ever love me?
I just smiled and nodded and stared at your brown eyes
that sparkled even brighter than your constellations.
the night grew colder and I wanted to step closer,
when you offered me your jacket and slipped it on me
I felt your warmth and smelled you on me
and it was as if you were holding me but you weren’t.
The inches between us seemed like miles
but at least I could pretend,
and I could look at your eyes.

Monday, March 28, 2011

You

Your eyes are like a knife in my side, piercing me.

The blood runs down my leg and you come and lick it up like a dog.

You are the salt in my wound, stinging me,

you just won’t dissolve.

You are the lice in my hair, making me so uncomfortable,

you just won’t leave.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Realize

You look in my eyes but you don't realize.
I really am sorry.
You see the way I look at you but you do not understand.
It hurts me to hurt you again.
You hear the words I speak and yet you do not listen.
I don't want it to be this way.
I can talk and you can yell but does it help anything?
In the end it is your decision.