like you do

all i have
is memories inside

it's been a ride
and a half
to your heart

and when
we part

i stuff all the passion
back inside

until the next ride

sour times
between the summer
and you

hard times
between the winter
and you

i try to blind myself
from the pleasures
around

why try to pursue?

no one loves me
like you

half conversations

it's gotten
to the point
to where i
foolishly

have told you everything

and i say anything
to get it all out

rushing in between
your breaths
and wheezes
and ums and errs

trying to weave
the last bit of story
into the fray

before i forget it

then i wait

dramatically pausing
the deluge

hoping for some
vindication
or
supplication

or what have you

and all you can do
is exhale
and say

well.... there it is

and sometimes
that's all
that can be said

it never feels
like enough

but it
becomes
enough

in hindsight

wise is the one
who lets it all fall
around him

and doesn't flinch
until it's done

(begun)

the die

sometimes
i want to
smash the glass
break the bowl

hurdle the plates
against the wall

watch them fall
in a million pieces

slide down
to a crumple

and cry

you wouldn't
understand
the satisfaction

of the die

and i'm much
too tired to
explain

again

soft focus

you walk
sideways
from me

trying to figure me out

you talk
backwards
at me

trying to understand

what you don't get
in your reverie
is what i want
in your eventuality

don't try too hard
to see me

i'm better in soft focus

blur the lines
and draw in free

(be)

don't talk

don't talk about

your dreams

don't talk about

your love

don't talk about 

your dealings

or the moon

above

don't talk about

your future

don't talk about

your past

don't talk about

your feelings

and things that

will not last

don't talk about

your problems

don't talk about

your doom

don't talk about

your peelings

or the things 

in your room

don't talk to me

about you

don't talk to you

about me

just don't talk

and you'll see

just how much 

you mean

to me

in the silence 

i allow you 

to be

keep driving

maybe all i wanted
was a light version
of you

without your
complications
and stresses

without your
constrictions
and messes

just a straight up
get along girl
trailing behind me

you're leading me
to an early death

but i guess
with your driving

that could take
a year or two

(please yield)

prove to me

sneak in
a little insanity
when we talk

hide behind
every tree we pass
when we walk

point out
all the colours
that you see

prove to me
that i can't be
at all

without you

and maybe
i'll let you in

you lose
when you blend

(try)