It was meaningful 
Because we will never have it again
It was beautiful 
Because we had it once 

When she looks at me
Her lips part open a little
As if to let out some unspoken words
What could those words be
"Love me"
or
"Leave me" 

The only beauty that lasts forever 

Is the only one you will never have 

Middle of the Road

Too old to be young

Too young to be old

Afraid to talk

But can't stop talking

Always sleepy when awake

Wide awake when time to sleep

Doing nothing but thinking

But thinking only about nothing 

Half way to you

I turn and return to me.

 How did you stop loving me?

"Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly."

She treats me like a God...
She is as if I don't exist.

"I"rony

I revel in my non-I ness