Unseen Hope.

She didn't know what she wanted
And she knew how no one ever did...
But she knew one thing:
She wanted to be found in the rain.

She wanted to run wild...
She wanted to fall, and feel safe
But dangerous enough
To let her heart drop.

She wanted love,
True love, pure and kind and untouched.
The kind that wasn't ruined
By the chaos of the world.

The kind you would find,
In a small coffee shop,
In some foreign country.

That is all she ever wanted,
And she didn't know where,
Or how it would appear,
But she knew, deep within her,
It would show itself,
In the form of something,
Unexpected.

Who Are You?

A dimly lit room,
strangers,
we sit –
on creaking chairs
listening
to the storm
rage,
seethe
outside.

The candles are hushed,
and whispers rise
from the walls,
dissolving –
like the dead love –
lying,
rotting
between us.

Your smiles,
fake,
Your words,
too late,
Your eyes,
leave me
before
your thoughts
reach me.

I sit here
in the darkness
when you
go out –
leaving me
alone.

Still,
I sit here –
wishing
I knew you
wishing
I was
someone..anyone else,
wishing,
wishing
for a second chance.