alone times

they say
you should learn
to be alone

and like it

but it's hard
for me
to even try

every time something
good happens, i
want to see it
through your eyes

every time something
bad happens, i
want to hide in the
sanctuary of your arms

and every time i
sit alone in my thought
i think of conversations
we had

and how i should have
said something more

something special

like a jewel made
out of words that
you could carry in your
pocket

to take out
on those first few
grey days of winter

when the only
colour you can see

is the love in your heart

(within)