Allow the fear to keep you sensible but not to keep you still. If you're afraid of the dark then open your eyes, see that you are home.

In your hands I am no longer a pile of bones left behind to a world that moved on.

If you wake with a change of direction, deciding you hate who you've been,Remember, I loved you every yesterday as I will continue to love you then.Whomever person you become I shall worship and whatever path you pave I will follow,Because I loved you every yesterday and I will love you every tomorrow.

Nostalgia dies in the pit of my throat from lack of exercise and I buried the word six feet under the pronunciation of hopeful tomorrows.

Leave the hush to those who love like apes because together, you and I make vulgar sounds like a fervent sojourn in paradise.

I am foolish in the way distance makes me feel partial.

How lucky I am to lose sleep over such a work of art.

Even lungs that are gasping are lungs that are trying.

Dissociated, I follow this body in its reckless haste.

3 A.M. isn't a time for sleep when the silhouette of you is breathing next to me.