"Maybe we'll find each other again someday.  Maybe then the timing will be right."

Timing is never perfect

Like dandelion wishes in the wind

Time flutters and dances

This way and that

Spinning and stopping and flying by

And if you wait for the timing to be "right",

If you are so foolish and naive,

Then you, my dear, will have a desolate heart

They tell us growing up

That we are special

Beautiful

Worth so much

And they tell us we all have a place

And everybody has somebody to love

But what they fail to tell us

Is that love mutilates

Beauty fades

People are not good to each other

We are shown only the shiny things

Not the people that are alone

The suicides or the sad and broken

Souls that are longing for rain

Longing to be touched

"I still haven't figured you out... You always take such an interest in what I have to say. I share a thought and you wonder why I think those things... I just don't get it..."

"Maybe it's because I still haven't figured you out either. And there's nothing wrong with taking an interest in what somebody has to say...is there?"

"No. There's nothing wrong with it. You just make me feel like I'm interesting sometimes."

"Maybe it's because you're always interesting and too few people have taken the time to notice."

There is an ache in my chest

Burning through my core

Consuming me

It is 12:37 in the morning and I know

You are sleeping and completely fine

But I am wide awake

And I am in agony

I am sorry and I promise

I am trying to be better

It is a hard battle

I have been fighting it for

Years and years

Struggling with the demons

And the voices in my head

This battle raging inside me

It burns with a fury so great I feel I will Never overcome the monsters

Except for when I am with you

Only then do I become strong Powerful and brave

Only then am I able to overcome

The Beasts