Thursday, June 26, 2014

I just wont let you

I can't let you hurt me.
I refuse to.
I didn't take the plunge.
Even when I thought I would.
Even when I knew I could.
Even when I thought I should.

Because my dear,
You wouldn't.
Because my dear,
You don't care.
Because my dear,
You just won't.

I miss you, dearly.
This I know.
 I miss you, every time.
This I know.

But do you miss me?
Dearly?
But do you miss me?
Every time?

I doubt.
I doubt like I doubt that I'll see the stars
When it is raining.

I doubt.
I doubt like I doubt that the sun will shine
When it's night.

And maybe that hurts me more,
Doubting.
And maybe I can handle it more,
Falling.

I wish I didn't have to doubt.
I wish I just fall.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

...

Mumbling, fumbling
Searching, wondering.

What is this frenzy?
Is this first step to crazy?

Tripping, sensing
Feeling, singing.

What is this frenzy?
Is this second step to crazy?

Smelling, smiling
Crying, dancing

What is this frenzy?
Is this the final step to crazy?

I'm naming this
This is some frenzy;
This is some crazy;
This is some falling;
This could be loving.
This is many crazy.
I'm stopping this.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Separate Ways

You've got your thing
I've got mine
I can only wish it was the same

But what if it was?
What if?
Would I stop at now knowing?

But my dear
I fear knowing
And yet I dread not knowing.

I fear this may hurt
I fear this may end
Whatever we've made so far.

And yet I dread
Not knowing
And asking what if every time.

My dear
Why can't we agree
Why can't we just agree?

I don't want to lose this.
But I don't want to keep this.
No.

I have to let you go
I have to end this
And let's have our separate ways.