Alive

[theseashes_burn]

here i stand
fully suspened
partially bent
and completely agitated
mirror images
reflect a garden
where my weeds
have decided to grow
and here you let me
stay till tomorrow
hoping to tell you
that i can’t say no

well here’s hoping to
one last kiss
and one last time
a memory to miss
here’s hoping to
holding on tight
to things
that have never happened

tearing down walls
that have kept me
well guarded
you storm in like
a knight on a
white stead
coming to rescue my every
thought, and hoping to find
what you think i
may have lost

but i’ve found everything
nothing is where i didn’t put it
and im remembering when i misplaced
it

somewhere last month,
that last september in july
where you were holding my hand
and i could have sworn we could fly

were you thinking of me this winter
like you promised you would?
i’ll tell you i’ll think of you this fall
as the trees give up their livelihood
and i’ll watch you grow
so much more than since i met that
little boy