better than the same

The two of you are vital,

You walk, he drives,

The same path every morning,

Every evening.

 

He stole the role

You used to play,

He touches with the greatest

Of ease.

You are tainted with a love

That is lost,

Because of the actions

You took

After you got there.

 

He doesn’t know you,

Your name never comes off her lips.

Your ring sits in a box,

Tucked far beneath

Every shirt

In the back of her drawer.

 

You know nothing about him,

The answers would be to hard

For you to swallow.

The fact that she has someone

Far greater,

Your replacement.

 

The hurt can be seen

In your eyes

From miles away.

Everyone knows your motives

For her pain.

You want her to feel

The way she made you feel,

A long time ago.

A time which you claimed

She was forgiven,

Only to hold it

Over her head

For the next year.

 

She turns around,

Smiling,

Knowing that there is nothing

She can do

As her back becomes

Your only view.

Say goodbye,

To every happy moment

You had.

Every ray of sunshine

She brought you every morning.

 

She now pulls the curtains back

For someone new,

For him.

He smiles at her,

Every chance he gets.

He is shocked by the way

She stands

And demands

The presence of every room.

 

Her passion

Is even clearer

Than before.

Her art is dripping

With the pain

You have provided for her.

But underneath it all,

She will never be

That vulnerable,

Ever again.

 

At least she can tell

A true story.

At least she can warn,

Every other one.

 

He watches her,

Closely,

Yearning for her to be close,

Closer than she was to you.

You ultimately controlled her,

She became a puppet,

With your hand

Playing the strings

Oh so perfectly,

As if you had done it before.

 

With every part of her being,

She wanted it to be different,

But you wouldn’t let her breathe

On her own.

 

He lets her run,

For days.

And chases her,

Laughing.

Together,

They meet in the middle,

And everyone can see

The smile on her face

Is real,

As it resonates.

 

He makes her feel,

Something she hasnt before,

She feels comfortable,

In her own skin.

The skin you tried to change.

You were close,

But then she burnt the bridge

That aided you.

 

Watch the flames burn,

In your heart,

And before your eyes,

All you are is smoke

In the sky.

He has taken her pain away,

So she can be free,

And fly.

 

She flys

And finds adventure

Around every corner,

Every corner

That you were to lazy

To look behind.

 

She looks in the mirror

And feels worthy

Of every glance she receives.

He is quirky

And can match every move

Of hers with one even better.

They dance

As goofy as possible,

And laugh even louder,

Their songs are different.

 

He carries a song

with a profound beat

As hers plays out,

With an acoustic sound,

They collide

And beautiful music is created,

With a harsh constant thump

And the melody flowing from her lips.

 

She is soaring,

No longer on this path

called life,

No longer trudging.

Look up,

You will find her

In your dreams,

Doing what she has always craved.

to:then from:now

From this moment forward,

You stay here. Here.

You were then,

And I am now.

 

I have become something,

I used to hide.

I do need people,

But not always.

 

I am the standard,

To some.

To those that appreciate,

Everything I am.

 

I am a lie,

To you,

The one that fails,

To remember.

 

My laughter

Is now,

Contagious,

And real.

 

Each day  

Presents something

Great

Before these eyes.

 

I have said,

All I can,

I have done

All I want.

 

Time is

Everything,

As I watch

This countdown.

 

Its ticking,

To my end.

To your end,

To our end.

 

The end

Has come,

Neither of  us

Care.

 

Cold hearted

You sit,

Warm spirited

I run.

 

The past

Is not

A lie

For me.

 

I believe

Everything

It used

To be.

 

You cringe

At the thought

Of me

Replacing you.

 

I walk

Away.

With a better

Understanding.

 

You stand,

Confused,

Yet craving,

What I have.

 

The bottle

In your hand.

Papers

On the floor.

 

You write

Stories of me

For others

To find.

 

Warnings

Of love,

Sit

At your feet.

 

You

Walked out

In your head

Long ago.

 

I played

The field,

Always

In the game.

 

Art

Reflects my soul.

Everything

That is inside.

 

Selfish

I used to be.

Now,

I share.

 

Raw,

I stand,

For all

To see.

 

3 pages,

4 days,

Nothing

Will remain.

 

These words

Are for you.

For you

To know.

 

To know

I still think,

About the one

You are.

 

I know,

That you sit,

Silent, with tears

In your eyes.

 

Your plan

Has failed,

Because

I forgive.

 

All I wanted

Was for you

To see a piece

Of who I am.

 

Who I am

Is not

Who I was

That one time.

 

My eyes burn

From the lack

Of sleep

This week.

 

Projects,

Life,

Have all hit

At once.

 

I guess

You’re somewhat

Right, when you say,

I have moved.

 

Moved on,

And out,

Of that phase,

You claim.

 

Words disappear,

So have we.

We have changed,

Apart from each other.

 

Individuals,

With history,

Stand side by side,

No words to say.

 

Next to me,

With no

Expression,

You stare.

 

Blank and cold,

Its all I recall,

From those

Late nights.

 

Curious and sly,

Is all I

Tried

To hide.

 

These words,

Will fade,

Just like

Those days.

 

Those days,

Hang

On your walls,

And mine.

 

And you

Yes YOU,

Will remain,

Only in that moment.

 

That moment,

Of then.

 

This moment,

Is now.

 

From this point forward,

You are not erased, not forgotten,but

You, you will no longer appear,

In this life ahead.

porcelain and denim

it sits,

and waits for her to sip it away.

the taste,

dark, blackening with every intake,

as she puffs it out,

her lungs are set free.

hints of cigar, wine and coffee,

lay on her breath,

as his lips reach her forehead

before her eyes close to the world before it.

bare porcelain and in jeans,

she lays.

silently.

his hands create a warmth

that she has yet to feel 

until now.

the sun rises

peers in the window,

as she rolls over,

blocking out all light.

the mug still on the side,

and she takes a sip,

its dark, blackening with every intake

as it awakes 

something inside.

another day has passed,

and night falls again,

as bare porcelain

sits in her jeans,

a mug at her lips,

she takes in every flavor

that the elixir has given her,

dark, blackening with every intake.

it has warmed her ,

on the coldest of days,

awaken her,

on the worst ones,

kept her alive,

on the dreary ones,

and the darkest of tastes,

has brought

a smile...

to her porcelain face.

{at the coffee pot, study break}

wednesday

the sound of car horns

and lights in the air,

the night is crisp,

with a brisk chill,

the intersection frozen,

red turns green,

your hand grasps mine,

and we run,

like we are free,

across the street,

my arm locks

around your waist,

and yours 

rests on my shoulders,

our steps are in unison,

and our laughter is heard

from miles away,

smiles are constant,

your hand in mine,

i feel it.

walking the yellow line,

right down the middle,

these moments, 

are memorable.

as you walk me up the  steps,

i can feel it,

its growing inside of me.

this used to be nothing, 

i avoided this

for awhile,

i failed to give you a chance,

and now...

i can't imagine 

forgetting this night.

on this night,

age is a number,

we act like..

kids on the playground,

when in reality,

we are adults,

running freely,

not a care in the world....

i'm glad i took your hand

and gave you a chance,

you took this cold spirit

and warmed my soul.

now we stand here,

silently embraced

at the top of the steps,

i feel your hands 

warm my neck,

as i look up 

and our eyes meet,

our lips graze

and then lock,

and i feel it,

you,

give me chills,

that warm my spine,

and as i turn to go inside

a slight glimpse 

of you is all i have 

as i disappear,

into the night.

the night will go as follows

In a romantic fashion 
I will experiment with my fear right before her eyes 
And every smile that's unveiled will be soaked 
In my nervous charm 

Then I'll say 
"Is everything alright? 
There's been a few things I've been meaning 
To let go of tonight" 
And she will say 
"Everything's just fine 
So you can put an end to your worrying mind" 
And then our lips will collide 

The August sky will then bare witness 
To a brand new chapter with torn up pages 
When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening 
To my courage 
As I proceed to run my fingers through her hair 
And forget everyone who's jaded, 'cause they don't matter 
And I don't care 

In a confident fashion 
I will admit my deepest and darkest to her 
And every gaze across the table 
Will send my unsuspecting body into shock 

Then I'll say 
"Would you like to go inside? 
And forget the world and the rules 
By which we are to abide" 
And she will say 
"There's nothing I want more" 
As we step into the room, turn off the lights and close the door 

The August sky will then bare witness 
To a brand new chapter with torn up pages 
When the planets align, I can feel the gates opening 
To my courage 
As I proceed to run my fingers through her hair 
And forget everyone who's jaded, 'cause they don't matter 
And I don't care 
No, 'cause they don't matter 
And I don't care 

Brash and hopeful 
That my luck will not perish tonight 
When the overcast tries to kill me 
It's your slow motion rain 
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive 

Brash and hopeful 
That my luck won't perish tonight 
And when the overcast tries to kill me 
It's your slow motion rain 
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive 

Brash and hopeful 
That my luck will not perish tonight 
And when the overcast tries to kill me 
It's your slow motion rain 
That falls warm on my neck that keep me alive 

Consider this song a testament 
Of my devotion to your sacharrine scent 
And to be completely honest 
You're not like all the rest 
You're not like all the rest 

Consider this song a testament 
Of my devotion to your sacharrine scent 
And to be completely honest 
You're not like all the rest 
You're not like all the rest 
Oh no, you're not like all the rest 
You're not like all the rest 
You're not like all the rest

in the corner

pieces of me still hang on your walls,

as i curl up with chills 

on the corner of this couch.

this couch, that holds memories of before,

of when you showered me in kisses

and we fell asleep to late night movies,

my bobby pins are still by the sink,

right where i left them,

and your laundry piles up

without anyone willing to do it.

your loft is as cold as ice,

you sit afar,

on the other side of this empty room

playing a melody on your guitar

a melody that just comes to mind

with the drop of your hat

your talent astounds me,

and your love even more,

you love now frozen,

with the other tv dinners.

you are alone,

with a face that fakes it.

and i am silently sobbing

as you turn your back,

when you glance over at me

i give you the same face that i have been given

upon each time of our meeting,

for what its worth,

i miss you.