Only Hope

Although you don’t know it
You make my days brighter
You give me the courage to tread on
You make it possible for my crooked heart to believe in love, defy rationality, and overcome the odds
You teach me to hope.
And I thank you all my days for your grace and inspiration.

In the stillness of the night

And so we meet again
It’s been a while
And though I don’t deserve to be here
The night has brought me back to this place
It’s brought me back to you

I have been living in a world of darkness
A world void of your light
And amidst the chaos of what I understand as life
I feel naked and incomplete

I can barely move
I have drowned out all my courage
I have caught myself chasing the wind
And have fallen in solitude

I am tired
And my heart is empty

I want to feel the warmth again
But am too shamed to admit it
Feeling too small to be inspired
But I believe
At the core of my soul I believe
That I still seek the one true light

Not these passing delights
Not my foolish realities
Not this

Take me back
Let me feel
Let me love
And never ever let me let go again

Five minute photo

There is peace at this unholy hour
There is calm in my tremors

This morning I was checking out pictures I took during our trip. It brought back many memories. But one thing that I can't get over is the way that everything else blurs out when you’re in the picture.

I was trying to pick my favorite one, but it was pointless because you're you in every angle. It’s silly, I know. I come from thinking about work or watching a TV show or talking to some people or reading a book, then I look at you and then I smile. It's silly 'cause you're smiling back in that frozen frame. But even if it’s just a picture, it is more than enough to make me feel good and make my day a whole lot brighter.

I’m afraid I’ve got it bad.

Just a while ago, I called you up. You were busy but you gave me five minutes to find out what happened to you today. That must have been just fleeting for you, a miniscule event that’s as plain as any part of the day, but it means so much more to me.

You talk to me.

Though you may talk to everyone else in the world, I’m happy with that five minutes. That five minutes lasts for eternity. Thank you. Thank you for being you, for being so kind, for having such a good heart. Thank you for giving time for me. Thank you for the five minutes.

You make my days brighter. Thank you.

You made me smile again. Thank you.

Thank you for being you, for being so beautiful, inside and out. Thank you for being you.

That Night

I fell in love with you that night, under a blanket of stars, by a fading blaze, faced by the endless horizon of the sea—the dark and mysterious window to tomorrow.

And as we stood there, the rest of the world just faded as I tried to say a million things by the way I held your hand, the awe in my eyes, and the way I stood there next to you—frightened but sure.

Still trembling inside, I started to talk about the endless sea and the un-breaking of the dawn—willing for you to read between the lines; dying for you to understand what has been hidden from you for so long—the depth and gravity of this longing. I stood there, struggling to bring light to this mess.

Faced with the impossible, all I need is the thought of you, the very sight of you, and I’d hold on to this darkness for eternity.

Parallel

It was just mesmerizing. The sound of the waves as they hit the shore was entrancing. The cool air was calm. The ocean breeze would pass by every few seconds. The smoke had settled. The voices turned to hush and the silence gave way to dreams. The whole shore lay to rest as I sat there.

With an empty bottle in my hand and my feet planted in the sand, I gazed upon her.

It was perfect. The cool air would brush her face and then blow towards me, the sweetest of all breezes. And before my eyes she lay, an angel, silent in slumber. What marvel must blossom in her dreams.

If only I were that evening breeze that I may kiss those gentle lips and cheeks or be the sand that lay by her feet.

Oh the breeze that tickles the hair on her nod, who plays with her and whispers sweet nothings in her ear, how I envy it.

And the sand that caress the soles of her feet, that find themselves on her skin, on her leg, on her arm, the sand that find its way to her hands. The sand on her skin, rough yet comforting.

I sat there paralyzed, moved with longing and awe, amazed at the gift of finding a heavenly creature before me. I do not wince nor take my eyes off her. I want to remember beauty like this every time I close my eyes.

I feel my hair rise as goose bumps spread through me, crashing one after the other like the waves of the sea, unceasing like the fierce, cool wind. Breathtaking, amazing, rousing, to the point of tears.

If I could hold on to this moment, I would hold on to it forever. If I could tell her how much she touches my soul, I could die. She’s the dream I long to live. She’s the dream I lose whenever I open my eyes.

Hope

I saw an angel today.
Drenched in sin and frustration
I stumbled upon the humble creature
My muse and inspiration.

This is what is to hope for.

I stood there in faith
For what almost certainly felt like an eternity
Unsure for a moment
But calm upon realizing that she’ll always be there.
And so I tread on
Faithful, hopeful, and content.

Drive Home

You are the calm at the end of a rainy afternoon.
Sweet, simple, and satisfying.
A much welcomed break in the searing heat of life.
You bring a soothing transition to day end.
You are a graceful melody that lingers in my head,
touches my heart, and leads me to humble, peaceful sleep.
So many times I’ve longed for you.
I’ve been waiting for you all this time.
Take me away from what my senses dictate otherwise.
Be with me in my mind and in my heart.