Come Back... Please

I must learn to move on.

When our
Supposedly romantic relationship
Dies,
I will always be the first to
Move onto another
Vulnerable person.
Yet, when it’s
Our precious friendship
That ends,
It is I
Who will forever dwell
On what was previously there.
It is I
Who freezes the day constantly
Just to reminisce
And wish so hard
For the people of the past to come back
That tears fall.

Am I the only one
Who longs
For life to rewind,
Even if only for a day,
So to say a proper goodbye?

You Were Forgotten.

Your name crosses my vision
And I have to take a second look
In order to remember
That
I used to know you.
A recent picture
Of your pretty face
With that stunning smile
I used to see everyday
Stands out among
The blurry ones
With unfamiliar people.
As memories of
Our days together
Flood my head
A pang
Of slight aching
Slowly begins in my chest
While my entire face
Droops
In sadness.

A World Without Hate

A world
without hate
is a world many long for.

Hate has been drilled
into our minds
and hearts
ever since we were children.
It has caused
emotional damage
that is beyond repair,
scarring people
and changing
their views on the human race.
Hate is often taken further,
to a physical level,
targeting specific individuals,
random strangers,
groups of people,
and people who are just
in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Hate itself
is hated.

With the lack of
such a strong, common emotion though,
where would we be?

Most would assume
that without hate
they would be able
to walk alone in the streets
without the fear
of being attacked
for who they are
or what they’ve done.
It would be assumed
that everyone
would be friendly to each other;
no harsh, judgmental words
would be thrown at innocent people
on a daily basis
for the sole purpose
of hurting them emotionally.
And without others sending
hate towards them,
they would have no reason
to hate themselves.

But can’t you all see
that none of that is true?

Without hate
we would be without love.
Every emotion must have an opposite
in order to exist.
If there was no hate
none of us would know what love is,
because there would be no
opposite emotion
to compare love to.
The range of emotions
a person is capable of
would be lessened,
and the emotion above hate
would likely be considered
to be hate;
it would still exist.
It will always exist.

We don’t need to change
the amount of hate
in this world.
More acceptance and forgiveness
is what’s needed in this world instead.

I had a dream…

I dreamed of the day
When my skin would be flawless,
And not an ounce of unwanted fat
Would sit uselessly on my body.

I dreamed of my future career
In front of a camera.
I could show off my photographic
Body and expressions
With unique poses.
I’d be captured perfectly,
If only I were my own photographer.

I dreamed of a birthday
Full of masks.
Women in beautiful ball gowns
Swaying around a room
With handsome men in tuxedos.
I would be another
Mysterious, unknown face amongst the crowd.

I dreamed of myself
Dressing up in a gorgeous prom dress
Like no other,
With my brown hair grown long and luscious
And my face glowing with happiness.

…and it was crushed.

Moving Shadows.

Through the window
The sun’s rays shine.
Across my feet
The light hits.
To my bare eyes
The light and heat
Is unmoving,
Yet every time I look down
More shadows
Crawl over me,
Pushing the rays away
And replacing them with
The cold that comes with
A lack of sun.

Times goes by so fast,
Dragging the warmth of the summer sun
With it,
Unnoticed.

A birthday is just another day for you to get your hopes and expectations as high as the clouds, but then have them crushed into tears.