If God could grant

Just one more day

To spend with you beside me

I promise to make it all worthwhile

Before you leave me, flying.

We can see your favorite film

And make your favorite tea

Or perhaps simply stay at home

There’s nothing more we could need.

Now get on your way

The world needs you

More than you need me

I wish you only the best, my love.

Forever, it’s you

My only.

I look into his eyes

But I don’t just see him

I see a little boy running around with his big brother and sister, careful not to break any of the antiques.

I see a ten year old playing football and basketball and never stopping for anything. Life is so simple and all that matters is the number in the scoreboard.

I see a fourteen year old in middle school finding out that singing is actually fun, especially with his friends by his side.

I see a seventeen year old who no one seems to know anymore. While his old teammates are at parties, he’s safe at home writing about kinds of love he’s never even touched.

I see him studying late at night and jamming out on his car ride home.

I see the passion of sports no longer within him, but replaced by an even grander and wilder admiration: music.

I see him achieve but stand alone.

Looking at him now,

I see my best friend.

And even more,

I see my person

Reckless teenagers we were

Claiming love so soon

They tried to tell us it wasn’t real

As if they had a clue.

I remember our first falling out

You left me in the room

Standing alone, I cursed your name

But after awhile I just wanted you.

Here we are, 10 years afar

From the life we once knew

God has given me the most beautiful light

And to see it, I look at you.

The morning he left was one of dread

Waves of pain crashed in my head

The love of my life, my second half will be gone

And only God knows for just how long

I made a promise to thee

Till death due us part

Forever I will keep

His soul within my heart

Wicked she was

Slithering in enjoyment

He too was dark

Infected by her poison

Together they were

A black forest of secrets

Intertwined bushes of burrs

True love was their weakness

What lied beneath the prickly brush

Was bare, hard ground

Without each other

There was nothing

Not a single living sound

They fall and crawl back

To each other again

With the same shattered hearts

Impossible to mend

“Hold my hand, little one”

Away to the yellow daisy fields we run.

Watching silently, the town is set ablaze

“Hush, not to fear. I’ve got you, always.”

The war is still not yet won.

I could have stayed in that garden with you for hours in our soaked clothes.

They say you only remember the bad parts and forget the good.

But I remember it all.

We were surrounded by roses and streetlights and yet you were all I focused on.

I recall the shivers I felt that weren’t from the weather.

I still remember the feel of the cold pins on your jacket against my cheek.

And I’ll most certainly never forget your kisses on my temple made me melt, even in cold rain.

It may have not meant as much to you,

but it was everything to me.

At first I thought you had it

Everything.

Even beyond that hair and those brown eyes.

Your ten different smiles or the days where

you didn’t have time to comb your hair

They’re beautiful.

But what’s even better

Is the way you feel

You’re expressive and human and real.

I admire your thoughtful words and passion.

Yet there’s one thing holding me from satisfaction

You are the lock and I have the wrong key.

We were song but you are too fast for me.

After all this time I don’t understand you

Or any reason behind the things you do.

You’re dangerous, unpredictable, messy.

But maybe the thrill is just what I need.

Maybe all of this was meant to be.

Awaken in reality, I come to see

I have made nothing but a lost fantasy.

You and me.