If I run fast enough,
Will I ever catch you?

If I scream loud enough,
Will I ever be heard?

If I show you my love,
Will I ever get the chance to call you mine?

Will you ever love me?
Will you ever come to me, and tell me how long you've waited to see me?
Likely not.
But I will dream.
I will dream of your words.

If I were louder
Maybe my "I love you"s would reach you.

You make me feel like the world might be okay.
No matter what ashes burn my eyes,
No matter who does me wrong,
You give me that one thing I never I thought I would have,
in this crumbling world of hate and destruction.

You give me hope.

Missing what I do not yet have,
texts of "I love you" filling a heart that weeps
and it does so weep for him.

Sitting out on the front step with you
Under stars in their last breath of this night
Coffee in hand
3 a.m.
We talk.

May my heart rest easy,
or shall it weep from yearning?
Will it's tears form puddles in the grass,
and grow flowers out of it's tears of want?