I’ve always wanted to know
What is suppose to happen when it all ends.

Do I accept it with open arms
When it comes by close
Trying to miss it because

Maybe it’s a little too hard.

I don’t know,
Or I don’t want to
It’s all a just same.
The feelings in the back of my head
And the pits of my stomach

I think that we all just do our own thing when it’s time.
The things we believed that the end would be
Happen in the same fashion as our dreams
So I don’t.
I won’t hear anything else,
I don’t want to start crying (inwardly) again.

I didn’t want anything but you,
And I’m not going to say that you’ve messed me up
But my life has changed,

By not knowing you.

So I won’t cry.
Promised myself that that
Wouldn’t happen again.
That I wouldn’t hurt

And that wasn’t going to change after my first death
My first experience with those ill fates,
I’m trying really hard again
Like that first time all those years ago.

I still miss you

Can I say that you were the first person
To make me feel welcome
In this sea I still have trouble fitting in,
And wish that I didn’t have to.
Because you made me feel better
To be living
But I’ve accepted your goodbye now
And I can’t wait
To see your work in the sky
Have it on my soul and spirit.

And I’ve welcomed the kiss of death to happen at one point

Want to see my predictions and know the tale, first hand.

Keep my thoughts inspired by yours,
Have your words in my mind
Because you still inspire me.
And I knew that no matter what I try,
You’ll always be there

In my thoughts
You’re still in my prayers,
Even if I want you back
If only,
If only for a few more poems