Jealous

There's so much pressure
To feel lonely
Causing so much pressure
To just feel alone

As happiness watches in jealousy

Tourist

I'm trying not to approach love
Like a tourist
Especially since I've lived in love
My whole life

But you're is so serene, it's foreign

Versioning

Today I will desist
In my habit of cherry picking
Both good memories and bad
Basking in new versions of a past life

While missing new versions of this life

Obligation

Today I forgive myself
For the time lost to anguish and anger
Which is a promise and obligation
To methodically enrich more moments

Per day, per week, and so on

Moral

The idea of emptiness
Carries with it a moral obligation
To transform outward judgement
Into inward reflection

Which is meditation's most subtle barrier

Stretch

Sometimes
I breathe you in
Like good food
To stretch our relationship

Make it harder to forget you

Strong

You can be a wind
And turn this beach into a desert
Or be a breeze
And turn this desert into a beach

Your choice

Chin

Battling life
I'm actually battling
Life, instead of death
Dodging all of its cruel fantasy

Catching truths on the chin though

Departure

And all of them
Better off
Without
Me

Clear for takeoff

Smile

We're too young
To see the moral
This story is way older than us
Anyway from what I've heard

We meet again and actually smile on this

Tear

Can't we go 'round one last time
He asks with his typical
Boyish innocence
She hates being the cause of those wet eyes

But knows too well what comes after tears