Conundrum

She says she just wants space
but I know it’s a hopeless case…
She says she just wants space
but what she really wants is to leave this race.

For a while she’ll pretend,
out of courtesy to me,
that she’s just out there trying
to find her way back to me.
But soon she’ll grow tired
of this old ball and chain,
and begin to notice everything
that a single goodbye could help her gain…
And she’ll leave for good,
breaking my heart
and she’ll leave me behind
to pick up the damned pieces…

Spring Fear

Your stifled embraces
and my sullied dreams,
all, smell of this stuffy spring air.
tear-stains etched on my rosy cheeks,
defeat is all around me tonight, she reeks.
As life pulls me in all directions, I just emptily stare,
at the only route I wish I could take, but will not dare.

For Frost it was the road not taken,
for me it’s the one feared,
that I wish I could take.
And I probably would just take it,
if my whole future wasn’t at stake.

Whispers

Whispers in the corners of my mind,
guide me through torrid storms of every kind,
revealing the truths about myself,
that I’d been trying to find.
Those whispers darling belong to you,
you’re my compass in life baby,
because you’re you!

Stripes and Spots

you say to just let it happen…
but how can I knowingly jump,
off my cliff and into the wild
just so I’ll be open to your love.
you say to let it be,
to let time do it’s trick 
and soon, we’ll see…
you say to stop trying so hard,
to prevent the pieces of this puzzle,
from coming apart.
you say that that all I need to do,
is to believe in me, 
as I decide if what I want is really you.
you say that if what I say I feel is really true,
I can make it real by just thinking of me with you.

you say all these 

and when you say them,
I admit, they really do ring true,
but how can I change 
who I’ve been my entire life,
just because I’ve finally met you?
where do I go from here, what is it I should do?
tell me, does a zebra change her stripes,
just because suddenly, her silly heart
desires something checkered, something new?