she is smoke
drifting, she is always drifting;
you say breathing her in hurts
but still, you inhale deeply

drifting, she is always drifting;
She disappears before you can say her name
but still, you inhale deeply
because you love her

she disappears before you can say her name
but she’ll be back again someday
because you love her
because you both can’t stay away

but she’ll be back again someday
because smoke loves the flame
because you both can’t stay away
and you love the ash in your lungs

because smoke loves the flame
you say breathing her in hurts
and you love the ash in your lungs;
she is smoke

Droplets fall, cascade
Around me; I wade
Deeper, inhale, hold my breath.
Fully submerged now,
I ask myself: how
Can such beauty cause one’s death?

The flickering flame,
It hisses your name,
Spells it out in thin grey smoke.
The room is cold now –
I ask myself: how
Will this fix the love I broke?

I am a downpour;
You wanted much more…
After all, you were a fire.
Tried to douse your flame
With some of my rain,
But could not douse desire.

Looking back,
I wish I hadn’t yearned for this;
I gave all my Innocence
To unrelenting Reality.

I wish I hadn’t yearned for this;
I gave half my heart
To unrelenting Reality,
And now I’m left with memories.

I gave half my heart
Dangerously close to falling apart
And now I’m left with memories;
I wonder if I could’ve saved myself.

Dangerously close to falling apart;
Why wasn’t I warned at the start?
I wonder if I could’ve saved myself,
Looking back.

"Don't make me beg.
Don't go back,
don't go cold,
somewhere in
the dark."

She slowly
rises to her feet,
wonders how
she will learn
to leave, how
not
to go back.

Through her eyes,
the fire stops:
her heart begins
to die.

"Don't leave."

She pictures it:
No kisses.
Alone
In the wind.

"Don't."

She walks.

I remember August, four years ago;
Trembling hands, climbed the stairs, found my place.
They said time would fly, but I didn’t know
We were all on a rocket ship in space,
Winking at light as we passed it, waving
To past selves before we realized they were
Past selves, suddenly older and craving
Freedom, wanting to leave but quite unsure
Of what occurs outside of our bubble;
We grew up in this kingdom, unaware
That we would have to turn it to rubble
One day, goodbye friends, are your hearts breaking?
Now the future is yours for the taking.

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”
That’s what you told me, voice strained, quivering,
as we made our way to the edge of the proverbial
cliff, as the needle began to break the skin
covering our love, as the overwhelmingly dark
cloud began to cover our sun, as I began to
recall every second every moment everything.
My mother would have told me the same -
I know that’s why you said it. But, my darling,
you’ve never been a very good liar.

There was a time, a wonderful time

when I was yours and you were mine

but years have passed

and i ruined everything for myself



Of course you found another girl

who was smart and kept her entire world

instead of tossing it aside

like I wish I never did



Now here I am

reading another dumb love story

and it's not even about you

but it's suddenly about you;

I can't believe I still need you



I can't say that I've never been loved

because at one point I truly was

you never got to tell me

but I saw it in your eyes



It's been way too long

and I keep moving on

but then I see your face

and it all comes flooding back



So here I am

watching another dumb love story

and it's not even about you

but suddenly it's about you;

I can't believe I still need you



Maybe there's something wrong with me

maybe I just need the memories

to comfort me

because I have nobody

ever since I left you



Now here I am again

missing that stupid love story

that wasn't even about you

but it was always about you;

I can't believe I still need you

It’s like you are stuck in winter, hiding
Away, trying to escape the late nights
That threaten to pull you under, guiding
Yourself deeper into an abyss; lights
Cannot guide you home when your eyes are closed
And I know you don’t want a saving grace,
But you cannot control who loves you, no,
I won’t let you live in this lonely place.
And maybe your rage will rise up in flames,
Or maybe you’ll swim; an ocean of tears
Is frightening, but you can float. These games
In your mind wreak havoc, these fears
Are taking you over – what could I do?
I am not sorry, because I love you.