Home

I'm looking out a window,
Staring at lights
That remind me of a place
I don't ache for anymore.

It used to be home.
I used to dream of returning,
Triumphant and changed,
Ready to better it.

But I seem to have left
Those dreams behind me.
I don't seem to mind so much,
For this is my home now.

I've found it in the snowy winters,
The rainy springs, the community
But most of all,
I've found home in you.

Fools

It's true what they say.
We're all fools in love.
I've said and done many things
I wish I could take back,
And they all revolve around you.

Snow

First snow fell tonight.
And you missed it,
Up north where the probably is
A light dusting already.

Augh!
All my poems have taken a tone
I'm not familular with:
Lovesick.

Even as rain falls
Turning to snow
I can only think of you.
Is this love?
Is it here for a day
Or forever?

Oh,
When will I go back to my old poetry,
Deep thinking on all sorts of
Philosophy?
When will I reclaim my old,
Faceless muse
Instead of one
With clear blue eyes
And entrancing smile?

Will I ever marvel at snow again?

I wanted to Call you

I'm listening to one of your bands,
Staring blankly at my phone.
It's 11:11 on 11/11.
You told me once you wish you'd waited
For this day,
This time,
To tell me your heart,
Because things may have been differnt.

They wouldn't have been.

But at 11:11 on 11/11
I missed you more than anyone I have.
It's because you told me your heart.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

So at 11:11 on 11/11
I didn't make a wish.
My heart emitted a silent prayer,
Silent cry.
For you.
From my soul to God's ears,
That you would be His,
And then mine.

I almost called you.
I wanted to.
I would've called you
And if you'd've picked up
Or if it'd gone to voicemail
I would've said:
I love you
And check your e-mail
Because your wish
Came half true.

"Tell me that you'll open your eyes."

You're Elsewhere

You're elsewhere.
Up north,
Adventuring with your family.
And I'm here.
Wandering sadly through the school hallways
Singing a sad song
Whenever I think of you,
Obessively checking my email address that only you have.
I want you to be mine
All mine.
But God's first.

Oh,
When I hug you
I never want to leave your arms
Much less share with your other friends.
But I must resist
And let go.

Constant

Staying strong is hard to do.
To be Constant
To be Consistant.
For I am,
Humainity is,
Like the wind,
Like water,
Always changing,
Always moving.
So holding on it tricky to do.
Staying strong.
Continuing to say no.

It's November

Welcome to fall.
Winter is knocking.
Time to curl up
And forget the world.
The musical has closed.