i love love love you

it may seem silly
but it’s true
it doesn’t make sense
and i just don’t care

when we’re walking
i want to hold your hand
when we’re talking on the phone
i think about you

and i love the way that your smile
turns down at the corners
like you’re not really happy
but you totally are

unrequited love

once i fell in love
with a mirage
a reflection
so beautiful
she held me in awe

you see,
life moves on
and she is not a statue
or a painting
to be admired

she is a woman,
a person.
and her neck is as graceful as an alabaster cliff
and her hair falls in spinning rivulets
and she moves like a mixture of summer and laughter
and i’m sure there are angels that follow her everywhere she goes

so i can’t look at her
she’s too miraculous
too amazing

and i’m not sure it’s really love
but it’s something like it

love is awesome

it’s totally amazing
unless it’s not
then again, it might be awesome later

sometimes it’s awesome for a little while
then not so awesome
and then it gets better
then it’s not so good again
then it gets much better
then you decide to find someone
that isn’t so much of a roller coaster ride

forgotten love

do you ever wake up
in the middle of the night
thinking about a long-lost lover
and wondering where they are?

like whispers in the night
our souls were so close
and then so far.

i can’t even remember
the sound of her voice,
just that it was so beautiful,
and so deep in my soul.

i wish i could remember.

secrets

what is more exciting?

the possibility of shattering our love,
or the magic of watching it shatter and disappear
only to reform as if by magic
in some new way