(2014)
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
