Do You Miss Me?

Do you miss me?
Does my face form
Behind your closed eyes?
Does it make you cry?

Do you miss me?
Do you care?
Can you remember
The ghost of my touch,
Or the passion we shared?

Do you miss me?
Do your fingers still trace my form?
Do they remember the way I loved to be touched,
The way to make me squirm?

Do you miss me?
Does it really matter?
Because we both know
Deep down in our hearts,
That if we were to ever be together,
Both of our souls would shatter.

Midnight

The night is dark,
Desolate, empty.
Here is where I find relief
From the mania of day.
Thoughts that continuously race,
So fast, so jumbled, no one can keep pace.
But the night in brooding wonder,
Instills the deepest peace,
Giving up its beauty to me
With the bright stars dotting
The blackened sky,
Or the clouds, wispy,
Floating past the heart of the moon
Reflects the misty shadows of my mind.
I lie awake, dreading the day,
Afraid of the sun,
Ashamed of the flaws and scars
That are so pronounced in light,
But are muted by the dark.
If only I could live in the continuous night,
Where past mistakes have no meaning,
Alone with my thoughts,
Perhaps then the moon’s healing
Will help me face the reality of day.

Impossibility

I am Falling,
Spinning,
Reeling.
I can’t understand these feelings.
Where once I was closed off,
Feeling dead,
I now feel alive instead.
Sunshine and light fill my heart,
Fill my mind,
Just to see your name,
Talk to you until 3 am,
Wondering why if this is so wrong
Does it feel so wonderfully right?
Dreams are so filled with you,
Every night, it’s you,
And I am afraid for them to come true.
I never know what to say or do,
Perhaps one day I will reveal,
This impossible love that I feel.

Memory

I opened my eyes
And opened my heart,
Then suddenly you were there.
Ancient memories flood my brain,
Deeply buried secrets peek their head out again
Blinking in the bright sunlight of Love.

Now we are like a world apart,
You closed your eyes,
Closed your heart
And left me standing out in the cold,
Shivering with betrayal and confusion
Feeling like the broken hearted 13 year old,
Which I assume was your ultimate revenge goal.

I wrap my arms around myself,
Trying desperately to keep hold
Of the shattered pieces of my heart
While they slip through my grasping fingers,
And bloody shards litter the floor.

Friendship gone, lovers gone,
And all that’s left are those ancient memories
I once cheerfully embraced,
But now score my soul like sharpened nails.
The minutes tick by but seem so long,
As I sit with my callously rejected Love,
Wondering when the healing will start.

I am done with everything to do with you,
This pain is tearing me apart,
And I think I will walk away
From the broken mass that was my heart.
I have no more use for it,
Since we are apart.