Time Limits.

Falling in love was an accident,

Staying in love was stupidity.

Caught in the madness of what could be,

Should be, Would be.

But wasn't.

If I could take a few minutes to describe everything I felt..

I would start off with this poem.

I would start off with the words of betrayal, hurt a deceit.

But none exist.

The magnitude of attitude when it comes to you,

Leaves me..

Speechless.

I would start of talking about this blissfulness,

Of your lips

That will no longer be kissed.

They're a memory.

I might even start of talking about that one day you broke my heart,

At the River Walk.

Just to try to piece it back together with cheap glue.

If I could just take a few minutes to describe how I felt

Maybe I'd talk about how much I loved you.

Or maybe talk about your cunningness

How you knew that no matter the shit you put me through..

I wouldn't leave.

You knew.

Your hold on me,

Was amazing, captivating, radiant

Discouraging..Less than encouraging..

Selfish.

If I could just take a few minutes, to talk about you.

It would take days, weeks, years

To paint a picture to show so clearly the things I can't describe with my words.

The things that my lips won't from to say,

But what My eyes screamed.

If I could just take a few minutes to talk about..

You.

The definition of time would not permit it.

Looks like my time is up.

Quickness.

This battle is against myself.

But I cant give up on myself cause I'm all I got

I thought I had a lot, but I ended up with the short hand of the stick.

Quick.

Quick

Quickly,

Things change.

Things evolve into the nothingness that I was afraid of.

The black whole that nothing returns from.

The emptiness that consumes me.

This battle against myself.

Quick.

Quick

Quickly,

The love I had became the love I lost.

The love longed for became the love that existed.

The lost that was there, became the love that was.

This battle is against myself.

But I cant give up on myself because I'm all I got

Cause everything I'm not is everything she is

And,

Everything I am, and everything that is, was, could be.

Vanished.

Quick.

Quick.

Quickly

Ever so rapidly, and swiftly.

It changed.

And here I remain, here I remain.

Dreams.

I often wake up next to a dream

Even though my eyes are open,

Though I'm awake, my heart is still hoping,

That my dream might one day come true.

My thoughts of you derive from my soul

Making me feel once again whole,

Considering that I woke up feeling empty today.

I sit and travel the world in my mind,

As you let out a subtle sigh, and even snore a bit.

You look so peaceful as you sleep.

And I cant grasp a hold of it,

You know the fact that you're just a dream, and not reality.

I wake up to the same dream everyday.

My dream eventually tells me good morning

Without even knowing, how strong my longing is for..

Him.

Good Morning Dream.

I had a restless night.

Because I fought back the tears and stared at the darkness looking for the right..

Answer.

I go through another day when my dream close enough for me to touch it, yet its so far away.

Come to stay, please?

Put my mind at ease, so I wont have to conjure up another unrealistic dream..

But until you make up your mind,

I'll continue to let my thoughts wander around the world

As you slumber peacefully.

My dream is right next to me,

But I can barely call it mine.

Random Ramble.

I'm not quite sure what to say,

So I've just decided to write.

I've decided to write about the nights that I can't sleep cause,

Well, your on my brain.

I mean i know its insane

The fact that I still remain in the past.

There so much I would like to ask but uh,

Truth hurts sometimes.

So I lay in the dark

As the sun rests.

I try to digest

The emptiness that lies in my stomach.

And as the moon shines,

My mind rewinds

To that place in time where you were mine.

Well, sort of.

No way is this ordinary,

Actually it is extraordinarily,

Unfortunate.

I feel like, I always write about the same thing.

I feel that every damn poem I write has the mentioning of,

You.

At some point, at some day,

At a specific time, I guess I'll realize..

It.

No one understand what "It" is cause I cant quite verbalize "It".

Or describe it, for that matter.

I've always been told

"Don't let a man make or break you"

And, you don't.

But Quite honestly you do.

This isn't really a poem, per say.

It just happens to rhyme.

This is some real shit

That constantly goes through my mind.

10 years could pass,

And I could see you walking by.

And again I'd be in the same place.

Rewriting this first line.

Damn.

Life sucks sometimes.

dreams.

i wake up thinking about you sometimes.

about the lost opportunity

which was you and me

but it got lost, in eternity.

or yesterday.

considering we couldn't even make it until tomorrow.

sigh.

full of sorry.

i turn over,

and go back to sleep.

hello dreams.

Seasons of Love.

We met a while back.

I remember it was Spring

Brand New Love.

Beautiful mornings

I used to love hearing how the birds would sing

Its as if they were singing their melody, intentionally for me.

And you.

See, we, were so amazing.

We were everything that spring could be

We were April showers, dripping wet

Turning into may flowers, as we bloomed

And relaxed, like the gentle breeze.

Spring Time was everything..Until the Summer.

Summer brought life to things.

Walks through the park in the Sun

Ice cream dripping..

And ending up in places where it shouldn't be

But who cared right?

It was my Summer, care free.

And yours too right?

Hey whatever.

As long as we were together, there was nothing to lose.

BBQ's and Fourth of July.

Fireworks, but they weren't outside..

See, we, were so amazing.

Shinning bright like the Summer sun..

That is until Autumn would come.

I remember before departure,

Clothes would drop like autumn leaves

Yellow, Brown, Orange, Green.

A mixture of colors as we would fall to the ground

And played around..

In the leaves of course.

It started getting a little chilly out.

And I could feel it.

Not just in the air, but in the depths of my soul.

Even though Summer only just left, I felt dramatically cold.

Confusion on what to wear.

My heart, or my sweater.

Wouldn't want it to get blown away in this confusion of windy weather.

See, we, were so amazing.

But i begin to notice that I'm speaking in past tense

Autumn winds stole my Spring and Summer.

And to Winter, it went.

Cold.

Very cold.

Frostbitten and bitter.

I don't quite understand how seasons change

And I'm not liking Winter.

I don't quite understand how April showers bring the rain

To bring may flowers, which mask the pain.

And I don't understand why the flowers die when Autumn returns again.

Or how winter destroys everything in its path

With something as simple as white snow.

Maybe I couldn't see it it coming

But the trees, flowers, and grass, they knew

Thats why they lost their beautiful hues of greens, and pinks.

And turned into yellows and browns.

They shut down, because they knew what was coming, and prepared themselves for winter.

See, we, were so amazing.

But nature knew better.

Those leaves were my warning

For the upcoming weather.

Its Spring again.

Beautiful Mornings

And i remember how amazing we used to be

The birds are singing.

But I can't quite understand the songs anymore

I guess their no longer meant for me.

seaons of a shining star.

a wise woman once told me

"it was in your eyes"

but what did she see?

the happiness?

or the hurt and the lies..

after a while, you learn how to cry,

without tears.

you learn how to deal with days,

that turn in to years,

that turn into seasons.

of hurt and depression.

forget the recession,

cause you don't leave the house anyways.

cause your in the daze

cause of this thing called love

What was sent to you from up above.

or possibly below..

It could sleet, rain, freeze, or snow

but you wouldn't know

cause your still blinded by your star

your shining start that has ran out of light

and all that remains in a black piece of coal.

but you refuse to see the sight of

your good thing going bad

your happiness turning into something sad

which eventually turns into something bad

which later turns into something you wish you had

because that star, left you and went to another galaxy.

shitt. idk how to end this. ima just leave it at that.