Open Your Eyes to the Beauty that Resides

You were connected to a machine and I hadn't seen you in a couple days. We don't even talk much but I love you. I already love you.


Tears were embedded inside the corner of my eyes as I told you I had missed you and you looked up with the same eyes as mine and your face said it all. There was no need for small talk, You knew that I meant what I said and you needed to hear it because you weren't just suffering from health.
We talked yesterday and you told me about your worries and I couldn't help but see my sophomore self in yours.


First year of high school with a big heart and small friends.
A little too hard on yourself in the mirror but able to admit to it.
Obviously strong in the not so literal sense.
And we can't forget about our nagging mothers and caring brothers.


This is for you.


The struggling girls and boys.
The every sort of problem poise.


Dig yourself out everyday over and over and over again until you see the world as it should be.
Cry when you need to and scream when you can and wish on every 11:11 and shooting star because life's not ending with high school.

It's just the beginning and you have enough time to change the world.
Graduate in dramatizing your life and find new things to talk about around people.
Curl your hair to impress him and maybe one day it will be enough.
Try changing someone's life and it might just have the opposite effect. 
Love everyone as much as your capable of.
Humble yourself before karma does it for you and
Don't wait for approval just sky dive.
Fall in love with the world and embrace every enemy.  

I realize you're all awake but wake up again and smell the roses. They've all been waiting for you.

Too Late

Wednesday and
Time
Time stopped and the room was spinning.
And Twitter, Twitter delivered the bad news. 
It always does.


Give me 30 seconds and then give me more because it hasn't sunk in.


Homework: irrelevant.
Sleep: Impossible.


Thursday was no ordinary day.
The temple was home.
And the Sun must've known to skip school too.
You were supposed to wake up just like the rest of us.
But we were too late.
too late.
Sorry mom I didn't eat today.


Friday was for the guilt.
I was celebrating my life and he just took his.
I blew out my candles twice.
Once for Terik and once for me.


Saturday was sorry.
Sorry I kept you up late yesterday mom. I know you have work early every morning but I turned 18.
I don't know if you noticed but I'm one year older now and he's not.
I'm sorry I was too late.


Sunday was already here.
Turns out that time actually never stops even when you need it to.
I needed it to.
I needed you. We all did.