Brown Eyes

Gentle brown eyes with a sweet soft guise,

Drenched in spontaneity with an aversion to goodbyes,

Filled to the brim with an endless amount of why’s.

Dark brown eyes with a dark black rim,

Perpetually going out on a limb,

To fill an insatiable thirst for love, for now quenched with the taste of gin.

Love Is Logistics

I love you so much and I’m really gonna miss it,

But let me tell you a secret dear, love is logistics.

When I’m up every morning and you wake up late at night,

When every discussion about religion is ending up in a fight

When every talk about the future makes us dig our heels in,

We have to face the music, no one’s ever gonna win.

I know we were raised on fairytales and magical love stories,

But we should have listened to the facts even if it was boring.

I’m always going to love you so let’s end it while it’s good

Let’s give each other the respect of walking away when we should.

I love you so much and I’m really gonna miss it,

But let me tell you a secret my dear, love is logistics.