Giving Dreams.

Her words crowd the streets with soft pirouettes 

and faint, blushing roses brushed up the side 

of lonely street lamps.

A reflection of everything I've abandoned.

I am selfish, but I loved her.

With reckless abandon, and a drowning heart,

all I could do was float around aimlessly,

like a message in a bottle, anonymous to hopeful

and eager. 

And all she can blame me for is that, 

I couldn't bear to stay away,

Blame the winds, sweetheart,

and destiny too. 

But I will forever love the day that I met you.

Blame the winds, sweetheart,

and destiny too,

But I will forever be sorry for the day I left you.

My old whispers filling up the ocean,

and millions of bottles float aimlessly

to ex-lovers, and always-on-my-minds,

to tell them, "I loved you". 

To tell them, "I cared".

She floats on the edge of my mind,

teetering, hesitating,

she smiles,

then she's gone.

Fall Comes and it Goes.

you're as sweet as the language

begs to be told -  your stories burn on your lips

dying to be passed on. 

share the burden, oh misery loves the company.

you're the oldest cliche and so is my love for you, 

we fit we fit

like sand in an hourglass: ever-changing but the same.

oh you'll always be my summertime lover

but when the leaves fall and the motions pass,

i will leave you, i will have to.

you're the sweetest song i've written,

but you were never meant to be sung.

too selfish to let you be heard,

no i could never, i could never let the sun touch you.

all the unpleasant places in my head

have disappeared at your touch,

they've disappeared, but they'll be back when i leave you.

and i'm sorry, i love you and i know you love me too.

you have to, but i have to leave.

i have to leave you.