Is it my fault though?
For wanting someone who will recognize my melancholic smile?
For wanting someone to share the heartache that is life with?
For wanting someone who will steal glances at me when I’m not paying attention
The same way I do with them
Because I can’t possibly absorb their beauty completely
So all I can do is keep trying
I don’t know if this poem is about a person I’m imagining
or the city that I’m living in
It brings out all of me
The best and the worst of me
The beauty and the pain in me
Is it my fault that I never want the ferry ride to end?
That I want to sail endlessly
In a sea of intersecting worlds and incomprehensible wonder
Between the clouds and the waves
Suspended by the rules of buoyancy and density
Not really, but almost defying gravity
Just close enough to believe that to fly is not so close to dreams as it is to reality
But sleep is not forever
So to wake up is inevitable
And the brief escape must end
Rise and continue the journey
They say that therein lies true bravery
So here’s to making it through the maze of heady hope turned to hopeless haze
Here’s to taking on the unpredictable quest, day by day