One by one the nreaths we take
Define the way we love and
The experiences we make.

Two ny two the pieces fall
Out of the ruins and into place,
No longer have we lost all-
Proof is the smile on your face.

One by one souls find their home
Build them up and thrive inside
No longer hiding in worlds unknown.

Side by side we take our stand
here we are forever free.
Living in a new eternal land
Simply made for you and me.

Too bad its all a dream,
One big living lie,
Like dinner of ice cream.

When you are scared or worried or upset, remember:

There are a million faces
in a million places
waiting for you to show
yourself and what you know.

Come with me
we'll set them free
just like they need
all humans freed.

From the demons past
and sorrow's blast
of powerful tears
that you taste for years

Come with me
leave this be...
we are stronger than this
stop neglecting the kiss.

It's simply life
absent is strife
as we go about the day
knowing we'll be okay.

Nothing to worry about,
no need to shout.
Follow me, you'll see
you too can be happy.

Come with me,
one, two, three,
somewhere I've found
a place safe and sound.

Why would you throw elephants at me?
Especially pink, purple, and orange
Stuffed ones smaller than my tiny hand?

Oh mommy, why do you enjoy throwing elephants at me?
Is it because we be so abbynormal
or because of all your
coffee making you uneasy?

Did you fall off your pet unicorn
When you threw the soft elephants at me mommy?
Was there love in your heart when you did it?
Or was it because i made you laugh
so hard you cried in the middle of starbucks in
front of All those cute dudes?

Arent we friends mommy?
Dont we send ninjas to stalk peoples
Who think we're odd
And then ride dragons
across perfectly blue skies?

Oh mommy why
dos you throw elephants at me

You hold a pencil in your hand
one ready for soft gray lines
before promising me anything;
though it is also more than capable
of engraving our entire life.

There is a sort of passion
in everything you do;
however it does fade away
sometimes slowly, preventing
mistakes too dark to erase.

As you drag that pencil across
the rough, pulpy paper again
I am coming up with the story to
tell on the same page when
others dare to pretend that they

understand.

Someday your work will be in
all the finest museums covering
ceilings in a million mausoleums
and yet that will not be the end.

Because one day they will know
your name the way I do.
I just hope that you remember
I loved you before you were cool;
you are my brightest star
and I would do anything for you.

When you finish this page
let me see it before moving on
I think I can inspire the next one
with lines showing the depth of you
and the contrast in me.

Someday we will be your
most famous work of

artistry.

Everything about you is wonderful
even the flaking skin and
shattering heart falling so
effortlessly apart.

Could I please have a chance
to pick up the pieces before
they hit the ground? Would you
let me put them back together
better than they were when
we found them at first?

Is it wrong for me to
love you, to miss you,
to want you, when you are
all about someone else?

Is there a soulution to
our problem or will I
just keep on dreaming
night after night waiting
for nothing that really
can't really be something?

Is it wrong for me to
love you, to miss you,
to want you, when you are
all about someone else?

It's only a few days
but it feels like years,
decades even.

I know you'll be back
the habits we formed
found their way here
to haunt me again.

They tell me you are
coming home and I
shouldn't worry even
more, but your picture
is fading more and more.

Your voice has left me
alone trying to pull it
out of the rubble that
once was my imagination.

And your sweet, sweet arms
that one day will hold me
close to you if only for
one single moment
before losing you again.

I hope you have fun
while you are away,
just please come back
safe and sound, for me?

She does everything in her power
to make you happy and it never seems
to do her any good. She gave up her
world and everything she's ever known
for you to give her one chance.

Day after day she wakes up
with a smile on her face in hopes
you might see her in some new light
because night after night she pushes
herself to the furthest limits of life
trying to think of new things to do
for your attention. It's killing her.

Strong and brave, brilliant and sweet
she's one of those girls that will do
anything for love, even when they could
do so much better than where they're at.

Willing to die for a moment of
your precious time. Willing to
sacrifice anyone or anyhting
for a single word directed at her,
you need to understand how far
she will go for you.

You would be amazed if only you
knew the extent of her heart,
the pain behind her eyes, or the
way she's always felt about you;
and really that's all she wants
is for a spot in your heart.

She bottles herself up waiting
for the day you'll ask her name
or smile in her direction. She
stays quiet and alone the way you
once did, and you would never know.

I can tell you her story
because she is me, and I know
you are reading this, so I
thought maybe today would be
a good day to understand the extent
of a love that has yet to be born