*I was cleaning my room today, and came across a few of my old journals that I wrote poetry in. Just wanted to share a few with you all. This is from May of 2013.*
I'm lying out under the stars,
drinkin' in the light of the moon.
I'm lying in the soft, sweet grass,
and all I can think of is you.
The stars go in and out of focus,
my mind drifts away.
I wish that you could be mine,
even if for just one day.
What if you found me here,
alone and with my dreams?
Would you lie down beside me,
silver in moonbeams?
I push the thought out of my mind,
but it's no use trying not to cry--
another place, another time,
but all I can think of is "why?"
I'm lying out in the darkness,
away from all the light.
But I have no fear, I know
you will find me, even in the night.
I'm waiting,
praying for you.
I'm lying out under the moon,
drinking in the stars.
I shiver in the cool night air,
but I know I'd be safe in your arms.
