1.

I follow you into the night
Safetly
As if
There was no one to disturb us

You left me alone
And thats when I realized
What I meant to you
Nothing

With the charred tips of sticks
I wrote my love for you
In the night
With the stars
Out in the open
For everyone to see
But you never looked up 
Long enough to see
The constellation.

2.

Love
It's only a word
With too much meaning
Almost

It's used lightly
Thrown around
And
Tossed
Into the open
By those who
Have never felt it

You were the one 
Who felt it
And
Knew the feeling of love
But stll
Threw mine away 
Like it was nothing.

3.

The first love was a disater
Where there was no meaning
Or thought
In what was said,
In our actions

The second love close to perfect
But not complete
Yet
Where the I love you's
Meant everything
At the time
Where the pictures, 
Memories,
Stay still while
Everything else payed on

The third love which is yet to happen,
Where the secret I love you's
Begin again
And everything
Is hidden
From the watching eyes.

4.

I run through grass
To find you
But there is no sign
Of
Trampled flower petals
With words of confession
Painted onto their delicate skin

I run through sand
To find you
But there are no
Footprints
Left in the Earth
To guide me

I search through water
Looking for the ripples
Of something moving
Other than me
As I count broken seashells
Not by numbers but by
"He will" or "He wont"
Hoping that one day
I'd find you again
Lost in direction
So that I will be the one to help you.

5.

It was her
Wasn't it?
Who stole you from me
And copied
All of the things that
I once whispered to you
Out of love

It was her,
Who lead you
In a different direction
That no matter
Where you turned
You would never see me
Again

It was her,
Who cheated
Her way into your
Heart
With the help of me
And 
I didn't even know
Until she took you
Away

But it was me, 
Who taught you that
What ever happens 
To look back
And
See me running to you
To whisper the same words
Only this time, 
It was out of hate.

6.

Love letters
Are the first signs of
Falling in love
But
You lead me to believe
A lie

You never loved me
Or cared about me
And
It was always her
Who you saw
When you looked at me
But
You never looked at me
You looked passed me

My first love letter,
Written to you,
Was passed to you secretly
And wasn't written in the stars
For which she would have noticed
Because
She always looked at the constellations
But you did not
Fearing that you would get lost in all of the stars.