Your the glory that I can't attain,
Misleading roads took us to different endings,
I can't admit- I was aching,

I watch your steps faltering,
I can't do anything until you caved in,

The fruit of infatuations and obsessions,
Have broken my hearts and theirs,
I don't want me nor you to end this way,

I want you - but its not time and should remain hidden,
Your not ready- even if I am,
You will have to grow from reality not fantasy,
Later,we will know that we were meant to be.

Nurture and love defines this relation.
We can't erase this connection.

Don't ignore and leave me when your happy,
I might hide and run-away,

My shredded heart will carry,
Rants and numbness created by one or too many.

Your ocean blue eyes wasn't the lure
Nor your cute killer smile,
Or the eloquence of your presence,
You bring forth the sound when its quiet,
Bringing energy when its placid and still,
When things are deemed and candle lit,
Harmony sweeps the chaos,
My spirits flame despite its cynicism,
Brevity of my journey is now easy.

You are the kiss that never happened,
You are my reverie that I keep within,

You are the dream that disturbs my silent evenings,
The canvas that I want to contain in my painting,

You're the sweet distraction of my sanity,
The picture of my life's interlude.