Stop 

Quiet.

Just be quiet. 

Words are beautiful,

only sometimes.

In the right moments

Like this one,

right now,

here. 

We just are.

Clumsy and young

it could be this way 

forever

written in movie scripts

shifting photographs 

stories inside of our heads

growing and leaving,

gray and blotted and grainy

flashing in and out of memories

freckles and tears and stained lips

look for something better than this.

Find it.

That's what you could be

In the quiet moments 

like this, 

right here,

now

I could die without you

empty and wishing 

It'll be a waterfall. 

pouring down and moving towards you

greater still. 

brighter still. 

Raining down on every little thing we'd built 

together. 

If you leave