Your hair flows over your eyes
Like a waterfall in disguise.
But still, beneath, I see the gleam:
Your beauty and your truth unseen.
...
The scariest thought
is realizing you care,
the saddest thought
is realizing they don't care.
...
I sit as a huddled mass, lost
To the outside, covered in tears and the frost
Of an icy world,
Suddenly lost from my brightness unfurled.
...
I sit in my chair,
quietly pondering the equation
written on the board.
...
Dear Death,
There are days that I miss our talks,
Our flirting,
...