Leaving a light on
Somewhere between now and forever
Cool drops, rainfall from your eyes
Happy accidents ring out
Only to die
The jungle echoes
Silently
The panther searches
The python, ever sly

Running with the photo
Bleeding from the base
The light that was left on
Burnt up home

Dawn is coming,
Light blue, the colour of a robin's egg
The trees have no leaves
The girl walks beneath them in a white flowing dress
Hair bright and dark, equivalently

Her eyes are cold and curious
The city lies behind her, illuminated in the early morning
The grass feels warm between her toes,
The river that runs beside her beckons
As she descends beneath the placid murkiness
Her eyes rise to the sky
A single sentence she utters,
"I wonder why?"

Do you ever waste your time
Wondering why the bottle has dried
Where the love has gone
The final drops echoing
On and on

Gentle twinges of a defiant guitar
Long drives in an ancient car
Back home, where the ocean lies
Where you roam, the empire's flag flies

All things at once
The Sun, Moon, Stars, Sky
Each a drop in a tear I've cried
Cliched and ancillary
Silly and obtuse
Attempting to let it go
Though at times, it is no use

Have I not received my fill of this?
Emotions, which I wish to bid farewell
Turning me into quite the mirror
Retrospective and always looking back
Is there something I can do to break out?

Randomly landing on different memories
Places and people
Faces I no longer see

Emotion at the momentum of sound
Stars keep going out
A violin warbles as the memory echoes out
Like a mountain path winding away
All that is the matter
But a chemical in my head

How do you feel
An eternal question
Liquid and virile
While the waves crash around you internally

Time, forever
How much was the fare?
A price I cannot comprehend
Memories beautiful and places I can no longer see
Remembering the people we used to be

You, a star upon the flu
Looking too much into the past
God, you could never know
How much an emotion lasts

Nothing changed
The streets were the same
People remained on their mapped paths
Perhaps people don't change
They just find the seeds within them grow
Until, eventually, their identity becomes the flavour of the root
So that the individual thinks themselves changed
When, in reality, they are just a boldened result of all that they have always been

I am this, as are you
Everyone is the rain, the grass, the sky
At different intervals
We have all been that girl, that guy
Everyone prays from time to time
Frightened by the realities, we wish not to face
We, the ever fascinating Human race

Sane, a rising sun upon my thoughts
Cured of details, that corrupted my own visage
Things I want to do, images I look to with the past tense
More which must be done, one day to be transpired

Before home can be returned to
New sights must be seen
Ugly, beautiful
Rambunctious and serene
Contradictions and pain are the joy of the living
Just as their counterparts

Much is to be seen by these eyes
The ocean, mapped by the outlines
Stars to be directed
From a throne of emotion and thought

You have a radical face
Made up of valleys worth memorizing
A pulchritudinous monument to grace
Unforgettable
Each inch of you, a testament to the beauty of life
The piece that I was missing for so long
Changed me for the better

I know that everything goes away
The sun though beautiful still sets on the day
But when the night comes
It does not have to be difficult
There is no need for pain
Just loving remembrance
Of the girl that once whispered my name

Where I am now
Though not quite home, is a place where I can try to be more
I'm growing under the understanding of my youth
That, regardless of tribulations,
I will always be me
I can love still, I can miss Olivia
But I will never be anything other than the man I need to be

I heard you say once,
"I love you, equally"
And though I was not the once that ended it,
I believe these words,
Wholeheartedly
La vita è bella