Wednesday, December 16, 2009

innocent conversation

Sometimes when we’re talking
About the most innocent things,
I want to walk over
And take you in my arms.
Kiss your lips softly
And whisper in your ear
How I feel.

But I won’t.

I’ll just smile,
And keep talking,
Then walk away.

I think I love you
But I’m not the only one.

no one knows

As much as I don’t like definitions,
Sometimes they make things so much easier.

People just know things,
They know their entire life.

They may be different than everyone else,
But at least they know.

There aren’t always concrete answers.
Even though I don’t think we should have to define it -
Sometimes I wish I just knew.

I feel like I don’t know who I am.

I change all the time,
It isn’t really normal,
But I know I’m not the only one.

I wish you were here,
To make it seem real.
Then it would be okay,
It wouldn’t just be an idea floating in my head.
You must be one of the craziest people I’ve ever met
Totally unreliable and impractical
But I wish I knew more people like you,
I really do.

Saturday, December 12, 2009