SkyAndBack241

The steam rises from the warm mugs in front of us, As we sit and talk about music, school, life, the weather. When we are together we can talk about whatever. The caffeine stimulates the part of our brain that keeps us alert, But how could I be anything but wide awake when I have you with me? And they ask me what comes to mind When I hear the word "Home," Well, what would you think, If I told them I thought of you? I hope you know how special you are. I try to tell you every chance I get, And I would tell you every day, Only I can never find the right words To show you exactly what I mean. So I blurt out the ones that sound half

I don't know what I'm doing, I've never done this before, and I've never felt this way about anyone before, it's brand new to me. It's wonderful and frightening, all at once. And how liberating this is for me, now I can clearly see why things never worked out with anyone else. The one thing I know with absolute certainty is that you make me the happiest I've ever been in a long time, and I'm not ready to let it go just yet. I'm happy, and that's enough for me. And I just want you to be happy too, even if it's not with me. Because in the end, even if all we've had is all we'll ever have, I'm just glad that we were there for each other at a

Just a piece of paper, A thousand words I would say to you If I had the chance to. A chewed up pen, I wrote notes to you on, Way back when The days never seemed to end More than a friend. Less than you'd hoped for. An insult to what you'd dreamed of. A broken string pulled from your jacket, Before everything changed It lies on a foreign carpet, Bright blue among industrial grays. A longing to hear your deep, rough voice Your warm smile, your kindness High spirits floating through the room Your laughter, could crack my quiet exterior I was safe and in terrible danger, all at the same time Only you figured out how to make me