i’m not sure where you’ve been but you landed in my lap at just the right time. i’ve never felt more sure.

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i’m not sure where you’ve been but you landed in my lap at just the right time. i’ve never felt more sure.
Time ticks
Life skips
Taking trips
Missing blips
Of moments in time
Where I thought you’d be mine
To have forever
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Days pass
Things never last
Wish I could stop and watch the grass
One more time with you
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Although memories fade
I’ll never forget the day
Where I never got to say
Goodbye
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Always the best
Never anything less
I’ve made so much progress
I wish you could’ve seen
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You always taught me
Everything was temporary
Except for the love
I received
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Next time I reminisce
Of the days I miss
Your laughs and kiss
On my hands as we cross the street
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To the father I love
I miss you so much
I hope you can see
How much you’ve always meant to me
Our hearts lay on the bedroom floor
One was mine
But both were yours
The emptiness
And sense of stress
Consumes me daily
And makes me crazy
But even lately
Times have made me
Think of you
And how we used to
Make memories along the road
That led to your back door
Take me home
Your cold is bitter
Disgusting and sad
Intellectually weak
And commonly mad
If sane was your choice
You’d avoid all the jitter
Better think fast
Avoid devils past
Your next choice will be your last
Learning to let go,
Is something I hate.
How are you supposed to know when it’s time?
Before it’s too late.
You’re sucked in deep
No way to the surface.
Eventually it feels like,
You were my purpose.
The heart does wonders,
But the mind always knows.
When it rains it pours.
But lately, it snows.
As days pass
And nights grow longer
I hold hope high
In whispering somber
Sanity comes
With an open mind
Soft approach
And patient time
This empty mess is empty less,
Having sense less stress.
Maybe tense, but no scent
Of lost blood and loose ends.