I think we need to stop
thinking that one day
they are going to comeback
and give us the apology
we deserve
because life is not a movie
and sometimes there is
no closure with endings
so we need to hop over
that bridge and let it go
**let it go and move on for
life is not always a fairytale

there you are again
forever fixed in photographic perfection
your piercing eyes standing guard
against the shift of seasons

no shade of deceit
could void the depth of you
while I lift the veil of spring
and your cinnamon smile
comes flooding through the gates

and if you don't
like me, as I do you;
I understand.

because who would
really choose
a daisy, in a field
of roses?

you could push me
off a cliff
and i would hit the ground
apologizing
for standing so close
to the edge

Why do we think
love will fix us
and make us whole

When in the end
it just leaves us
more broken than before

Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy,
With my extern the outward honouring,
Or laid great bases for eternity,
Which proves more short than waste or ruining?
Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour
Lose all, and more, by paying too much rent
For compound sweet forgoing simple savour,
Pitiful thrivers in their gazing spent?
No, let me be obsequious in thy heart,
And take thou my oblation, poor but free,
Which is not mixed with seconds, knows no art
But mutual render, only me for thee.
    Hence, thou suborned informer, a true soul
    When most impeached stands least in thy control.

He is the sun
bringing life
and laughter
and warmth
he is the moon
that lights
my black world
and pulls in
the cooling tides

She doesn't write poetry about me anymore.
I wonder why.