A word is dead

When it is said 

Some say. 

I say it just 

Begins to live 

That day. 

I know we haven't spoken in awhile. But I'd like you to know that maybe one day we'll find our way. Maybe one day, we'll find a peace for all the harm we've caused. Maybe one day if we cress, I'll remember why I fell so deep into you and I'll remember how much the sun loved you, enough to follow you and forever leave me in darkness.

Those eyes have seen so many places. and that heart has felt so many things and yet, you still smile at the darkest feelings. And find expression in everything that coloured beautiful.

Psalm 51:10

Create in me. 

A pure heart, 

O God,

And renew a 

Steadfast spirit

Within me.

The universe and her

She buried her ears

Into the calm 

of his heartbeat,

And in a matter of seconds:

Fell terribly in love 

with the way

Her loneliness fell

Softy and suddenly,

Asleep, in his chest. 

I carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for handsome, you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you. 

It's time to renew ourselves.

One day, whether you 

Are 14,

28 

Or 65

You will stumble upon 

Someone who will start 

A fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,

Most awful truth you will

Ever come to find -

Is they are not always 

With whom we spend our lives.

When you meet someone who makes you feel the way music does. My theory is - you never let that someone go. Because once you find a bit of magic in this world. You must grasp it, seize it. The covcept itself is beautiful. How two minds can become infixed, with raw love and tender affection. For love is magical, and many people have fallen in love with the pure idea of being in love. So when you find love, that warm fuzzy feeling, that can't-eat, can't-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over- the-fence, World Series kind of stuff. You never let it go. Cause chances are, you may never find that kind of pure love again. 

There's always going to be certain people in your life you cannot forget, no matter how hard you try to erase memories, no matter how long it's been. Their face is forever thought of, remember while driving through those mountain sides, drinking your morning coffee, walks around the shoreline. That one person somehow left their fingerprint on you, changed you for the better - hopefully, or broke your heart into a million little pieces. And sometimes, You lay awake at night thinking of them. Wondering where they are now, if your face faded into another's. You're flooded with an ocean in your sheets and your mind can only escape to that first day. The leaves started falling, golden sunsets, and we started to kiss. And he said "my love is yours, beautiful." You know that moment well. So well, it's a painting hung up in your heart, endeared, thought of and loved. 

Spoken words like moonlight. Your the voice that I like.

I'm feeling caved in. Between the lights and shadows. Covered around smoke, it fogs my vision and drys my throat. No words can slip off my tounge. Even though I try, try and try again. With hands in front of my eyes, seeking refuge to clarity. Bracing for impact of uncertainty. I trust my feet to guide me, my heart to lead me. Through this shady yet clothed with beauty - a beautiful world. 

Raise your words 

Not your voice 

It is rain that 

Grows flowers 

Not thunder.

His hair was long 

My foot was light,

And his eyes were wild 

Like a river flows so

Surely to the sea darling 

So it goes some

Things are 

Meant to be  

When I meet someone who makes me feel the way music does

What if

All I am 

Is the broken lyrics 

of a broken song 

on a broken record

held gently 

in the broken hands 

of a broken man?

What if despite all that 

I was still 

the song 

that made you smile?