As I sit here and think of you,
I know everything is all right,
I know the sky will always be bright,
Nothing evil exists,
And when things go wrong,
I know you will be there for me,
These feelings I know not how to express,
And I can't always express them,
Some are beyond words,
And other times,
People are here,
Which allows me not to think of what to say,
They interrupt my thoughts,
As they just did,
But the feelings,
They still remain,
For they are a part of me,
Just as you are part of me,
And quite possibly the best part of me,
You make everything that I am better,
You make me believe in myself,
You make it so that I can do what I want to,
When as before I was limited,
Not just by others,
But mainly by myself,
And because of you I am starting to over come these fears,
I am living the way I should.

And I wish to live like this with you,
For as long as the stars burn,
Or until you wish to turn me away,
But I truly hope to never see that day,
But if it comes,
I will thank you,
For all that you have done,
And then I will go,

But remember,
If ever,
A need you have,
That I may be of help,
Just ask,
And I shall.

It's all I can do to try and repay my debt to you.

* * *

Ever sit there and listen,
Listen to things that will not help,
Definitely not help,
Be it music,
Or some other force around you,
You know that you should stop,
But for some reason,
Some indescribable reason,
You just don't want to,
You want to sit there,
Against all the things that say you shouldn't,
And think,
Think of all the wrongs,
All that you have done,
All that others have done,
And now all you can do,
Is sit and listen,
As the music plays on,
And the day moves on,
And all you do is sit.
All you do is sit.

* * *

I don't know why these thoughts plague me,
Why,
Everything should be fine,
But it is not so,
I sit here,
And think,
Think too much,
Think of only the evil,
It has to be because of something other then this day,
This day,
Which started so well,
And then everything shifted,
All became twisted,
And now I sit here,
After a good start,
And now all I can think of is painful,
And I seem to be causing concern,
You seem scared almost now,
As I talk to you,
Or rather don't answer you,
And you still wonder what is wrong.

Well sorry,
But I don't know fully,
I don't know,
Sometimes this just happens,
Happens to everyone.

At least I assume it does,
Does it happen to you?

All I seem to be able to do about it is talk,
Or write,
But it never seems to achieve much,
But it has which is the confusing part.
It has been such an interesting ride to this point,
Has it not?

Well what now?