deeper than words

comparison, the thief of joy.
but as the novelty begins to fade 
and you look into his eyes,
deep within you already know
he will never be me. 
a temporary muse.

in the midst of the night,
reliving the darkest moments.
whispers weave into untold stories
as the subconscious mind
changes the convenient details,
but the gist is always the same.
a turbulent symphony
in the shadows of darkness
overpowering the dreams efforts
to paint a beautiful canvas.
history, simply repeating itself.

drawing you an elaborate picture,
of a life yet to come.
but you see,
regardless of the backgrounds
that will fill our time
as long as I am with you
that is all the picture perfect that I need.

seeing through your eyes
seeking the answers deep within you,
the ones only I can see.
unspoken, but we both know
no one else will ever suffice.
yet here we are,
no amount of dreaming
will ever compare to the real you.

the pursuit of the unavailable
convincing yourself of a lie,
thinking you’re in control.
countless of choices
turning into trivial decisions,
disregarding the consequences.
easy to cast blame,
meanwhile
forgetting what got you in that lie.

charm is deceptive
beauty is fleeting.
the eyes seeking an image,
an image it can recommend to the heart.
trading what matters
for something that doesn’t.

it was your mysterious smile at first,
then I looked into your eyes
and they left me wondering if
anything else would ever be enough.

defining,
are those moments where
we pick up our own pieces.
especially,
if the mayhem was caused 
by the hands of a trusted soul. 

moving through life
like I’ve never known anything different,
in the absence of light
all scars are hidden. 

a love so overpowering,
that can be felt in absolute silence.
a feeling of pureness,
that never leaves you wondering.