-1-

Sea of memories
Skies of emotion
A weightless dive
A heavy motion

I catch the water
In the palm of my hand
The wind escapes me
I don't understand

If I can't name it,
Is the feeling still there?
It cannot be happiness
It is not despair

I want to speak with you
But I want to be alone
I don't want anything
But I still check my phone

I hate this feeling,
Please let it disappear.
I'll toss it all away,
But please, with me, stay here.

-2-

Dumb jokes remind me
Of your silly lil' jokes so
I share them with you.

-3-

The slight summer breeze,
Runs through veins of grass.
Full clouds drift across the sky,
Parting to let the sun pass.
A warm summer filled with joy and laughs,
I remember the warmth in my heart,
A rainbow made from glass,
I dearly wished for it never to part.

But winter came, the sun hid away
Nothing seemed to flow quite right,
The leaves lost meaning, the trees went barren
I desperately grasped for my heart
to find only cold.

Emptiness. Weariness. Meaningless.

I want to see flowers again.

-4-

I can no longer
Hear the laughter in your voice
Please smile again

-5-

I once loved a boy,
He was everything to me.
Filled my days with joy,
And my times with glee.
When I couldn't fight for myself,
He stood by my side.
When I couldn't find words,
His words made everything alright.
But then he had to go,
We made a promise that day,
"I'll come back," he told me.
What a lie.

I was never good at love.

I once knew a girl,
She meant the world to me.
We created our own worlds,
Where we were so carefree.
When others didn't care,
She listened to my words.
We stayed up together,
And soared higher than birds.
But then she stopped caring,
Removed me from her life,
Our daily chats dwindled,
My words ran dry.

I was never good with words.

I once sat next to a boy,
He talked to me when others didn't,
Asked me about my day-every day-
And filled my life with a colorful tint.
I loved his witty remarks,
His joyful, repeated jokes,
I wished I could've answered him,
But I could only-my words-choke.
He once asked me to homecoming,
I couldn't tell if he meant it,
Was it a joke? "I'm not a party person."
Was my weak reply.
Eventually he stopped asking.

I was never good at conversations.
But still, I try.

-6-

"Hello there," I said.
"Hi," was your response to me.
That is how we met.