Missing

How does on miss something they’ve never had?

How can it cause such pain and a heart so sad?

Can you yearn for a heart you’ve never known?

Can you be buried in feeling not shown?

Do you overthink every lost chance?

Do you regret not choosing to dance?

Why must we crave the things forbidden?

Wy must the grief leave us here bedridden?

Wine is the Best Boyfriend.

Wine is the best boyfriend.

It’s always there for you.

It puts a smile on your face.

It gets you all giddy.

It gives you a warm tingle.

It makes you laugh.

It’s supportive.

It wants to kiss your lips.

Has the ability to turn you on.

It can be sweet sometimes.

Always there for special occasions.

It will never leave you.

 

Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk

 

 

 

That Candle

Oh, I have that candle,

and I”m sure you do too,

that reminds me of the good times,

that reminds me of you.

 

When I inhale a deep breath

I feel the warmth that makes me smile

bringing me thoughts of those souls

that I haven’t seen in a while.

 

The soft hints of cinnamon

remind me of the many  fun

carefree, late may days

in the park, under the sun.

 

The sugary smell of brown sugar

reminds me of your kind, gentle heart.

Your love, I can feel with me

even if death keeps us apart.

 

The soft scent of vanilla

brings me back to your little kitchen,

making blue blueberry muffins

that I haven’t tasted in God Knows when.

 

Oh yes I light that candle

and with it, I think of you.

I know I can’t see you yet,

but until then, this will do.

 

Little Does She Know

Little does she know

that he loves that soft pink glow

her cheeks get when he compliments her.

 

Little does she know

that his heart beats faster

when her lips curve into that smile.

 

Little does she know

that he swears he could gaze

into her ocean blue eyes for eternity.

 

Little does she know

that his whole day brightens

every time he hears that laugh.

 

Little does she know

as she turns her head away

he wants to be with her

every single wonderful day.

 

 

Injustice

There are so many things

I wish I could say but I can’t

so I’m forced to type them

and confine all my kind thoughts

to a 13 by 8 inch screen

for just a few dozen people

to glance upon.

Oh, what a shame that is.

Because how do I portray to the world

the light that is emitted each time you smile?

Or the way the world grows brighter

with every one of your laughs?

Or that life with you introduces

more colors that the human mind

can comprehend?

It’s simple.

I can’t

and what an injustice that is.

 

Hopeless

I’m a hopeless romantic,

empahsis on the hopeless.

I’d like to say I’m more

on the romantic side,

but who would be there

to confirm my alibi?

No one, like always.

So all those dreams

and hidden smiles

and contained laughs

and audible sighs

will just have to wait

because who would be there

to enjoy what I have to

offer to the world?

No one, like always.

 

2066.9

2066.9

the mountain air is quite crisp

and the smell of maples and pine

fills their lungs with something brand new.

 

At 2066 high

where the land meets the bright blue sky

and birds dare to spread wings and soar,

where they can see everything.

 

At 2066 feet

two young hearts begin to beat,

for perhaps the very first time,

together as love starts to grow.

 

Up at 2066,

above the crunching of dry sticks,

you can hear two souls come to see

without each other, they can’t be.

 

 

Google” What are the Signs and Symptoms of a Soulmate?”

Wouldn’t it be nice if WebMD

could diagnose a condition called

falling in love?

Imagine doing a Google search

for “signs and symptoms

for having a soulmate”

likes it’s some disease or infection

that could be easily distinguished.

What kinds of things would be on this list?

Raging hormones? Increased laughter?

Pain in facial muscles from smiling so much?

Increased sweating? Risk of pregnancy?

Who is to say how to tell if someone

is the one you are meant to spend your life with?

Personally, I’d be more intersted in a

possible treatment option plan

because advice on how to proceed

when you’re pretty sure you’ve got

could probably come in handy.

A “talk to your doctor” would

not do a whole lot of good.

I wish this had a few great

home remedies.

Sorry mom, but I don’t think

ginger ale will be fixing this one.