Did i truly lose my mind when you left me,or did you take it in a suitcase, with a one way ticket with my heart?

I still remember the good times,so i guess you only took a piece of my mind.

I do long for the old days,the awkward moments.The times we could read each others minds,entangled in body, mind and soul.

I do miss those times.

So i guess you only took a piece of my heart.

I hope the memories we had,the good the bad,will always be a part of the brokeness we restored with sentiment and rememberance.

I long for you to come back.

But right now,the right half of my mind and heart is complete.

I think... He loves me.

He just doesn't know it yet.

He's scared.

Admittedly I am too.

We sat out back of schools, fields of red and green when I was feeling blue.

My hand on his, he'd squeeze me firm. Tell me things I needed to learn.

How I wasn't so awful. That I was worth the time.

And that my mother's bloody opinion didn't need to be mine.

I needed to know, to know I should love myself too. I just needed someone to do it first, that way I knew-

Knew that I needed no rhyme or reason. I can be the painter of my season. Touches of blue, wild passions of red. And I can temper back his feeling of dread.

For all the reason that he sought. I'm right there, calm and letting thoughts. Thoughts of he, thoughts of me, all churn and crawl about. Uncertainty will go away some night, I have no doubt.

And when his fear makes him say cruel things. I know other days, he won't say the same.

He'll say he loves me.

I'll hurt much less.

He'll kiss me warmly, and steal my breath.

For what are two young scared people supposed to do? But try to learn to grow old together and learn how when our love is new.

Who are you waiting for?

O my heart, and why?

Silence is forever,

Loneliness is nigh.

Nobody cares for you...

Or for me

Then why do we cry?

Why do you dream of nights past?

Why do I make the memories last?

Be it a bed of roses...

Or of thorns

Our fate is to yield and sleep.

Let go of ties that bind us

And leave the liaisons behind us.

Your happiness, my heart,

Has always been

A cause for me to weep.

Who can you call your own truly?

To Who can I relate dearly?

There's no one to share this agony.

So, who are you waiting for?

O my heart, and why?

Silence is forever

Loneliness is nigh.