She feels like home

My heart hurt for her, not because of her, today
That is new
She'll never know that I'm thinking of her right now
Wishing everything that is the best for her
Part of me wants to tell her of the change
But a bigger part is strangely okay with it being mine to keep
This... it feels like moving on
I'm discovering I like this better than I thought possible
That maybe she was keeping my heart alive for the arms I melt into now
She reminded me how to let someone in
She gave me my chance at happiness too
Maybe she knows without me saying the words

Thank you for pointing my way home

6:45 PM; 10/15/10

I never thought those words could be said so effortlessly

Without pain, without coercion

Without fear or doubt

I swear I should be scared

I know I should be scared

But you make it so easy

I’ve never thought about fighting your charm

I want every things with you

I adore you can finally say what it has always meant

I love you

Thank you for finding me

Thank you for saying it first

Thank you for loving me back

No sorry left to give

Please just let her be what she was in the past

Never  regret but nothing more than this

It is who I chose now that means anything today

I’ll not waste forever wishing she was someone else

No melodramatic hanging on

Or ‘the one that got away’

No illusions about who we were

Or who we should have become

We were meant to meet, and then find our separate ways

Only part of me wished I could take you with me

Or follow you there

I’m losing the battle of keeping you in my heart

But you never fought to keep your place anyway

A

...

You amaze me

And I feel like maybe I should be scared

But then I hear your voice and I know I never have to be scared of that again

You have me completely

I like you so much... in the way that starts and ends the same but in the middle there's an OV

She knows too much

(don't look now)

There are things inside scraping to get out.

I use this thieving smile to hold you close cause I'm to reliant on this hoped up feeling.

When what you want and how you know it has to be are never the same thing in our dramatic designs.

This twisted mirror reflecting our painted dreams on haunted skin and burning throat all colored in guts and blood.

It's never the same thing twice but always the same release and this day is too fucking long when I'm just chasing my own two feet.
These aren't your reasons why so don't hold them high like we don't see.

Its the way I know that I'm still breathing

And she said "I'm so happy you said hi back"

I don't know how to do happy...

But when you're around it never seems so hard.

Those somedays we can have

I'm not sorry she's in my life, just that I'm always going to want someone else.