It's hard enough
to walk in the dark
with your head turned back around.
Though I guess
if you try hard enough
you can make your way by sound.

We waste away
a little each day.
Soon, we'll be Nothing
again.

(from a work-in-progress)

The stars are dead
in a world that never lasts.
Surely you've better things to do
than live in the past.

It's so hard
not to tell you
how much I love you
every time we talk.

So when I'm alone,
I just whisper it
and hope you hear it
someday.