Reckless

You are not my sunshine
You are my thunderstorm
The hurricane I am caught in
The tempest I am trapped in
The typhoon I am drowning in
The earthquake shaking everything I thought I knew
And I
I am a forest fire

We are both natural disasters

A Living Contradiction

An oxymoron
Is what we are
Hopeless optimists,
A beautiful disaster,
Alone together,
Fighting peacefully,
Talking silently
Whispering loudly our well-known secrets, and
Loving furiously

You've Turned My Thoughts Into Constellations

My feet touch the ground
But oh darling, my head is
Up among the stars

Growing Up

When I was young, I
Pretended I was a queen,
A faerie, and a
Doctor
Yesterday I pretended I was okay
Today I am pretending I am fearless
One day I won't have to pretend anymore

A Reminder Haiku

You are not the things
That make you despair at night
Don't let go just yet

I feel it

I feel it when I wake up
And the sky is a violent shade of pink
As it celebrates the simple miracle
Of a new, untouched day

I feel it when I collapse onto clean sheets
After all the stains have seen washed away
And the scent of freshness lingers
Enveloping me completely

I feel it when she hugs me
Bigger, tighter, stronger
Like she doesn't ever want to let go
Because it's new to be wanted

I feel it when I make him laugh
And when it rains so hard and the thunder is so loud that the world sounds like it's collapsing
And when I hear songs that remind me life is beautiful
Even more when she sings them as loud and passionately as her lungs will allows
And mostly when we both sing them together

I feel it
This new sensation
I think it's called joy

Maybe when I'm old
And my skin is wrinkled
And my hair is starlight grey
I won't be able to look back
And tell of my grand adventures
Over mountains
Through caves
Under ocean depths
But at least I will be able to say
I loved well
And in the end
That is the greatest adventure of them all

Wondering and Thinking

I spend my days wondering
And thinking
Of you
I spend my nights watching the stars thinking
And wondering
If you are
too

I told someone once
That they looked beautiful when they smiled
They turned and glared at me, remarking
'At least I don't have smile lines'

I,
Of course,
Do

Oh, these canyons of joy
Mountains of inexpressible bliss
Why are you frowned upon?
Why must we look on you with distain?
I have a whole world's geography on my face

I have one for meeting my little sister
One for riding a bike by myself for the first time
One for my final curtain call
One for loving a boy
One for losing him
One just because
One for rainy days
One for aceing that math test
One for meeting my best friend
One for laughing with her
One for discovering that life might not be so bad after all

I rejoice in the beauty of these lines
For I'd rather have these scars of my happiness
Than have none and be without hope

I am bursting
Spontaneously combusting
An ever-constant supernova
Of words
Of ideas
Of feelings
Of dreams
It's all too little yet far too much

I am tearing at the seams

Oh the happiness
An open window can bring
The stars watch me sleep

Bodies are accents
Each a little unique
And everyone always wants someone else's
Well as for me,
I wanted to be an entirely new language
But I have found peace now in the dialect
Of myself