Please Drink More Water

You are my star
and that makes me your sunshine.
You can hide underneath me
and come out at night.

Bitter heart shards were left to gather dust
and piecing them back together was a success,
and yet, your eyes are still so far,
lost in a cosmic twist of passion.

I long for your closeness.
The closeness that I see everyday
on the faces of ones so naïve.
I like to think that I know better than them,
but then again, here I am.

Here I am still battling my way
along a glass covered road.
My face was left slashed and
my feet were left scarred.

I drag the lifeless carcass
of my dreams by a rope in my mouth.
It’s exciting, I know,
to see me show so much care over
something so effortless.

You are not a ball and chain.
More like a car, containing a worn out battery.
All you need is a jump.
I will push you until I collapse.
I live to let you shine, my star.

Your feelings for me are ones I will never understand,
but the amazing moments you have given me…
standing under a glistening moonlight;
a crescent never looked so full…

And when the beams of the nighttime air
bounce off of your soothing eyes
and the dusty color of your hair
transforms to a pale gold in that glistening moonlight,
I know that the tangent I have undoubtedly gone off on
no longer matters.

We love in a way that is so graceful
and pure.
It pains me to know that we are so young.
If we were older people would say that it’s meant to be.

Not even the boy of my dreams
can apply the cure for my loneliness
in the flawless manner that you so often do,
but that’s mainly because you are actually real.

You’re all I’ve been wanting.
I struggled through the vines of my past.
I turned the withered plant that was my personality
back into a tall, blooming, tree,
blossoms so big.
All it took was a drop of water.

Please drink more water, my star.
It will make your flames burn brighter.