falling for the moon

It took me just one person to learn that I shouldn't let a person make me unreasonably happy, either.

It took me a year of stomping out cigarettes To learn that I could not do the same with my feelings. Within months I had fallen for you And when you set a fire in me I waited for it to burn out and fade, But instead it grew brighter every day. Maybe if I hold my breath Or dive into the ocean, I will be at peace again. But I'm really starting to think I will not stop burning for you Until the day I am in your arms. Maybe what I need to be smothered with Is not water, or time, or lack of oxygen, But simply, you.

I want to whisper your name to the trees, and scream it from mountaintops. I don't know if I need you, but I want you with everything I've got.

My heart has always fought For me to do right by it. Time and again I try, But each sore attempt Only brings more scrapes and bruises, More or less self-inflicted. I can no longer tell If I am saving myself from pain Or depriving myself of love. Perhaps I was wrong To ever draw a line Between love and pain. I'm starting to believe That one would not exist without the other. Mutually dependent. If only it were the same Between you and me.

Yes, the world is full of beauty and love, You just have to know where to look. I am trying to find my own beauty and love, I just don’t know where to look.

I've learned to stop trying to make space for people who do not have a place in my life.

I don't think I'll ever get used to parting with The warmer weather, later nights, Easier smiles, or the slower steps. I don't think I'll ever look at the first 6 PM sunset of the year Without a sharp ache behind my ribcage.

How do you stop asking yourself If you've really lived to the fullest? If you took advantage of every opportunity To explore, To laugh, To spread your wings, To do everything you said you would, And to spend enough time Among the people you love? How do you chase away The ghosts of regret?

For something unknown.

My heart is bruised but beating And my feet are covered in scars and blisters, But I still have faith That one day they will lead me to you.

I was born backwards. I reside on the other side of the glass, A mirror to the world. In me you will see Your own darkest pits And brightest points of light. You’ll see all that you have lost And everything you’ve been searching for. As for me, I wait for the one who, When he looks inside me, Sees his own fears reflected in mine And does not look away.

Waves of sadness tomorrow.

We are chased by our memories And when you think about How much the mind endures You know you have it in you To fight off the monsters on the outside.