JayJay

Sitting in uncomfortable silence,

We wait for our problem to be solved.

Changing my habits, I hope and hope.

We have been given so much,

And we have taken so greedily.

Caring is beyond so many, it seems.

Filled with raucous noise

from more than just one voice,

symphonies blaring in my head

and they never seem to end.

My state is in the negatives

from the emotion that peruses me.

sunday nights are my own.

old music in the corners of my mind

pen scratches on paper, ten thousand poems

two hundred and seventy-two

little golden lights, 4 walls

that mirror my soul.

Once, we met. 

My hair was up, and the world was coated with snow,

and you

 talked to me with wide blue eyes

and a slippery smile, easy to fall into.

I think we're like the Milky Way.

Through the vastness of space we found us

and built friendships.

We grew a galaxy

and we've had different stars and planets

moons and rings come and gone.