From red to orange
Yellow, green then blue...
Her heart was a seed..
And seeds grow with rain and sunshine...
I think it is kind of funny
how people conceptualize...
What are these words but an outlet of thoughts
Not great, mediocre perhaps...
Tonight I'm left dangling by a thread.
These past few weeks have taken its toll...
I can't help but feel the way I do...
It's like there you are...
Tell me what you'd like to hear when you ask about...
I could tell you the truth behind it but I know...
You are a loose arrow
launched from...
You surface without announcing
understand the depth of my feelings...
A click of flint a spark so bright
A candle burns within the night...
It's not so late and yet I should be seeking...
I am not...
Regret only unsaid words
Every opportunity missed...