Flooding windows.

One day, I will know.
One day, I will be able to comfort you.
Your pain hurts me in indescribable ways.
I am ashamed I cannot understand you.
I wish I knew that same feeling.
Those hot, salty tears streaming down
Your face long to be understood.
And though I will never wish bad on anyone,
I cannot wait for the day
I cry the same tears you cry.
So when the day finally comes,
I will comprehend the same language
And we won’t have to use tears
To say what we truly feel.

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Speckles.

We’re each a part of a bigger picture.
When compared in relativity to size,
We don’t matter.
But when the sun shines on you,
You are everything.
Everything I don’t know and have never believed in.

You bring out the mysterious unknown.
All while hiding it with a layer of silky comfort.
Your relativity goes beyond a speck of dust.
We might be nothing to the universe,
but my universe is nothing without you.

You’re just a speckle in the middle of numerous colors.
But the greatest wonders will never amount to you.
And at the end of the day, here you are.
Standing out, screaming out:
Love with the love we love to love.