City Streets

There will always be obstacles on the road. 

~ Keep driving. ~

We're driving down these city streets,

Your hand firmly holding mine.

You stop the car and our eyes meet.

The words spill out of my lips.

I've opened a door to a room we've never been.

You keep driving down these city streets.

There's a hole I'm digging myself in.

I try to reword my thoughts.

One second your eyes leave the road to reach me,

And finally you open up your mouth.

You turn right, almost on my street.

The words flood in my ears.

I already know what you were going to say,

But the words still catch me off guard.

I've never been more afraid.

We're almost on my street.

Now you're driving down my road

About to take the final turn.

I turn away so you can't see where I let my thoughts go.

Your hand's still in mine.

All the thoughts take over me.

I was afraid this was the end of the road,

But then you smile so perfectly.

And, I know we're only at the beginning of our street.

Thoughts change and there's room to grow.

Now you're sharing wonderful thoughts with me.

We'll find a path on our own road.

We'll create our own street.

Your hand still holds firmly mine.

You stop the car and our eyes meet.

You give me a sweet kiss goodnight.

I love driving down these city streets.

Tables

You have the same thing on your minds, but you'll both never know.

~ Pick up the phone. ~

I watch the cars leave the driveways.

They speed away towards lives you'll never know.

You hear the rain on your window,

Drops so delicate, like the edges of my dress now frayed.

You go downstairs to a stale cup of coffee.

I stare at my bowl, like it holds some kind of warning.

My eyes on inked words, it's just another morning.

You turn your head to my chair, but I'm not there.

You have the taste of liquor in your mouth.

I have the taste of words I said.

We sit at our tables thinking about things we regret.

Only one day, but feels like forever now.

A ring is taunting you from the other room.

A tan line is taunting me on my left ring finger.

The ghosts of our words unsaid still linger,

Thick like humidity from a storm in the afternoon.

We're at different tables in scattered places,

But we sit together on opposite sides.

We sit here and contemplate changing our minds.

It can't be over. We've left far too many traces. 

I reach for the phone.

You put it down.

The rain pours outside.

Is it all over now?

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Messages

Actions are often louder messages than those that are spoken.

~ Don't Speak.~

I've been thinking about you a lot, but all I've seen of you are words,

Written for my eyes to analyze.

More and more I grow founder, until finally your voice is heard. 

There's a sweeter accent to it. 

This is different than what I'm used to and my past begins to blur. 

It's unseasonably warm out, it matches my change of fate,

A harsh winter finally blossoming. 

As I walk towards the picture come to life, I begin to shake. 

The colors begin to form reality. 

Now we're eye to eye, already a smile painted on your face. 

It's been a long while, but this is what we've been waiting for. 

We've been counting calendar days. 

You seem surreal, like a Prince Charming come to my door. 

I'm used to the paupers. 

You talk. Unknowingly, effortlessly intriguing me more and more.  

Only the first few days, I've already become addicted. 

Is this a high or is it real? 

I take a step back, to save myself from becoming inflicted, 

A routine I've seen in my past. 

But maybe it's a fate that I couldn't have predicted. 

Suddenly, I feel myself slipping into a beautiful dream.

My world becomes a fairytale story.

When I open my eyes, everything is what it seems.

No monsters hiding behind pretty faces.

This is what I've been waiting for, and the future gleams.

Now there are anchors. More than just words decoded in a message,

More than just fancy phrases.

There's something in your actions that leaves much impression.

They say what the words don't.

We don't need words anymore because it's true perfection.

No Words

The best feelings are the ones in which there are absolutely no words for.

 ~ You just know. ~

You've got me feeling like I'm in a haze,
At a loss for words of how to say,
So many things going round in my head,
But I've gotten lost in the words unsaid.
I've never felt like this before.

I look up to catch you looking at me.
And I feel the gaze even as mine leaves.
My face reddens and I feel like a kid,
Certain of something, but afraid to admit.
I've never given up this much power.

I turn around afraid to hold your gaze
Because I know you'll make me smile.
You know how much I hate to give in,
But you'll make it worth my while.

I don't know what it is.
I can't even grasp it.
There are no words.
This has never happened.

Your fingers are the missing piece
Of a puzzle creating the whole of me.
Time and time, we intertwine so easily.
That's why we can never really leave.
I've never given up this much freedom.

I look up to that look on your face.
I know what you're thinking.
I turn around afraid to hold your gaze,
I still feel like I'm dreaming.

I don't know what it is.
I can't even grasp it.
There are no words.
This has never happened.

I'm at a loss for words, and I can't describe this.
I'm at a loss for words, but the feeling is timeless.
I can feel it in the air, but I don't know what to say.
You feel it in the air, enough to know it's the same.
I'm at a loss for words for the first time.

I don't know what it is.
I can't even grasp it.
There are no words.
This has never happened.

I'm at a loss for words, and I can't describe this.
I'm at a loss for words, but the feeling is timeless.
The feeling is timeless.