Words

Somewhere in between
The switch from thought to speech
A sieve, a sponge, a trap
Steals meaning from this mouth.

And though the wit exists,
The sentiment persists,
No words will ever span
What needs to be let out.

Carry Me

Carry me back
To those times when we
Would chase after sunsets
And breathe in the breeze.

To car rides and whispers
As you took the wheel,
Told me your stories,
And I fell asleep.

Long talks on your steps,
And short walks to mine.
Sun-kissed and so adept
At blurring the lines.

Never reading the same page,
Always pointed opposite ways.
But we laughed about it
All the same.

Back to those days
The days when I
Would watched you change
And grow to be

The one I believed.
Who helped me see,
The one who still
Protected me.

Who didn’t stay angry
And held my hand
Kept it from hanging,
And taught me to stand.

Somehow I knew
Though we'd never say
That things weren't right,
That I couldn't stay.

But You and I,
We’d been born to fight-- 

To never fear
What we’d been told.

We raced, we struggled,
Wrestled with fate.
And lost ourselves in losing
That unfair, foolish game.

You needed the freedom
To find your own start
I had found my own,
Though I'd never known

Our lives were meant to part
And I, in fear,
Said my silent goodbyes,
Before you knew my heart.

I’m so sorry that
I couldn’t be
What you have always
Been for me

So sorry it's taken
So long to say
The things I should
Have, initially.

I could never ask
A thing of you.
For you've already given
Much more than was due.

But if you're still there,
Still watching, just know:
You're always with me
Wherever I go.