Repetitive

One, Two...I'm over you.
Three, Four...Shut the door.
Five, Six...Empty hearts and stomach-punch kicks
Seven, Eight...You stayed over way too late.
Nine, Ten...We begin the cycle again.

Glass

I am quite obsessed with the glow that shines behind your eyes.  I can sense this glow only burns at certain times in your life, and I am forever convinced I must find out what causes this glow.

The Cape

"And here I am like the sand..."

Direction

It is not the same with you, and I like that.
It should never be the same.

Speak

For once, I am used to you listening...

Glass

It is so easy to get lost in your eyes. . .

Nomad

I do not know why I am afraid to call this place home. . .

Playground

Today you were the kid on the slide.
And I was the kid outside of the gate.
I was the one who couldn't get in.

It's not that I wasn't allowed to go in--I just couldn't.
And now I know how many of us really want to be the child playing on the playground.

Keeper

I know everything you don't want me to.
Your eyes can't keep secrets like your lips do.

Twigs

Do not follow me when these winter days come. 

Just look for the campfire smoke above the trees.
Then you will know that I am okay. 

Clover

I like the sound of your laugh.
It is free and wild.

I used to be free and wild...

Before You Go

You are leaving me pieces--pieces of who I think you are; pieces of who I thought you were.  Yet you are hiding some of the last pieces.

Why are you hiding the last pieces? 

You

Do not hold my hand too tight. 
Do not drop my hand without telling me. 

The last time it was held, it was squeezed and let go at the same time.

Hidden

She is rather lovely, isn't she?
She is rather beautiful, isn't she?
She is rather intriguing, isn't she?

And you will spend your whole life figuring her out.  She is a mystery to all, yet she is allowing you to discover this mystery firsthand.  Don't let her pass you by...

Once

You are calm.

You are unexpected.

You are surprised.

And I am, too. How did we get here?

Legacy

I can only hope that the love I leave behind will be enough to start a fire...

Spark

Is it natural for a fire to burn this bright so quickly?