Learning to Let Go Again

If love matters the most,

then you matter most to me.

Behind your transparent eyes

I see the world that could exist

between you and I.

Every word, every moment,

every glance, I can see

so much around you.

There's a hurricane inside my head.

Please understand, It's not my fault.

But the beauty that surrounds your life

unfolds itself around me

and I cannot stay away.

You've held your hand out

so metaphorically close

and told me to hold on.

I'd never let go.

But some days you're like a child.

All I want to do is hold you tight

and tell you that

the world is alright

and you will be okay.

But I am not yours.

And you're not mine.

They say that if you love someone

you have to let them go.

I'll always be walking by you in life but

I'm trying to let you go in

that painful part of my heart.

Because I do, in fact,

love you.

I love you more than

I can ever let anyone know.

And so I'm letting you go.

It's your decision.

Left Behind

If you asked me to write what's on my heart

it would sound like an avalanche

tearing apart

everything that I've worked for.

But that's just how it goes.

The cycle of natural destruction

is the only one I know.

I keep swinging my feet off the dock

hoping maybe I'll fall in.

It'd just be an accident.

No one could place the blame.

But I'll back them against a wall

and take everyone's name

until I realize the fault is none

but my own.

Sweep me off of my feet

and take me home.