I loved you
back in 8th grade

I sent a secret note for you
and you took it
and my feelings grew

but then it got revealed
my number, my name
everything

all your friends contacted me
wanting to know who I was

you said it was an accident
that they stole it and didn't give it back
but you still wanted to know me

I was relieved and hurt
I didn't control my feelings
and I told you it was the wrong number and person

and till this day I regret it
I wished I told you the truth
that it was me

Now I see you everywhere
and I cant help but to still love you  

I still love you

I have within me
a thousand year's worth of want —
and an empty bed

When I’m feeling
Nostalgic and droopy
And a smile teases but doesn’t quite crest
I think of you
And I tease myself that I’ll
Reach out
Unblock, find a screenshot of your number
Or search my computer for it
And just give you a little “hi”
Just to see
But I also know I wouldn’t do that
I’m too grown
But what I wouldn’t give
To receive one of your foolish
Text novels
So long you have to click the little arrow
About the three nights we spent together
6 years ago

Everything begins to mellow
Into softer shades and hues.
Yet, the brightening of yellows
As autumn has her dues.

Winter birds fly in on tired wings.
And the new birds begin to sing.
They'll scratch and have no rest
As all life seems to hold its breath

And wait for spring.

Only through the suffering of others,
can we truly understand ourselves.