Her beauty
Was gravity
And I always found myself
Fighting against it
Until one day
I fell

I love your words
Dear stranger.
They make me feel connected
to a world infinitely more vast
than I have ever experienced.
I can feel you.
Know you.
To the last bit.
Like I've known you for years
and it makes me happy to know
that your words are articulated
so well
that they can capture my heart
and keep it so humbly.
Your words are beautiful
Your experience is beautiful
You are beautiful.
I love you
because your words let me know
that I am not alone.
I love your words, because they are you.

I am not a writer.
I am not a poet.
I am neither fantastic nor great in anyway.
I am far from perfect.
But, what I am is completely human.
Being human makes for an extremely complex life full of things that many of us don’t understand. Being human does not make you entitled or stunning, it simply makes you human. It is what you do that will define your worth. Sometimes though, a person does not have to impress you to gain your affection. Maybe this is why I find you so remarkable- a complete miracle. Not a sign from the gods or a blessing- but a living, breathing, wonderful phenomenon. I don’t know why I love you, but I do. Maybe it’s something simple in the way you smile, or even the way the light reflects your eyes. Maybe it’s something hidden and rare. Whatever the reason doesn't matter, because right now, all the reason I need to love you is for being human. I simply love you for being that outstanding, one-of-a-kind, incredible you.

When I feel the air hit my skin
And the coolness sets across the horizon
I know I am home.
I can feel myself,
becoming myself,
as I am infinite;
in those shady spaces
a mile above the sea.
Where the wind whispers naughty secrets,
and the rain kisses me gingerly,
like one-thousand lost lovers
telling me it's okay.

I miss her
She broke my heart and I miss her
When she said goodbye
and moved away
She said she'd never forget
we'd never drift apart
If you had anything to say about it
Where are you now?
Where are you when I try and talk to you?
Why did you lie to me?
Why did you say our friendship would never die?
I miss you and it breaks my heart that somebody so close
chose to be so far away