Cyrano’s Apprentice

Cal Evans

Stop letting go,
you’re not helping me this way,
you are only letting me fail all alone,
instead of helping me find my way.

Stop letting go,
I feel lost without your touch,
a blind man by the side of the road,
ever longing but not knowing that you’re there.

I know you think your doing whats best,
trying to give me all that I want,
But what I need is to be safe in your arms,
and to know you feel safe there too.

Stop letting go,
hold on tight to what we have,
I’d rather be happy where ever you are,
than try to be happy without you.

=C=

Cal Evans

1. I hate the fact that when we fight, secretly I know you are right.
2. I hate the way you laugh at all my jokes, even when we both know they aren’t funny.
3. I hate the fact that even though you aren’t here, I still look over at you when I see something funny so we can laugh together.
4. I hate the fact that you are the only person on the face of the earth that really gets me.
5. I hate the fact that we are so far apart that I can’t even gaze up at the moon and wonder if you are gazing too.
6. I hate the way your smile never fails to brighten my day, even when it’s just a in IM.
7. I hate the fact that you know me so well that not only can you complete my sentences, I don’t even have to say them because you are thinking the same thing.
8. I hate the way that some songs on my iPod make me want to curl up in your arms.
9. I hate the fact that my day really starts when you come online.
10. I hate the fact that I can’t tell you I love you each and every day. (Oh wait, that one I can do.)

Cal Evans

It was a stupid fight,
it was a bad way to say goodbye.

False smiles,
false hugs,
false warm goodbyes,
but it was all a lie.

I know we won’t always agree on everything,
but I wish we could agree on this,
it’s ok to say good bye when we are mad,
but never an angry kiss.

A kiss is when out hearts touch
Our souls connected as one.
Two souls intertwined, in love unmarred,
should burn hotter the heart of a star.

It was a stupid fight,
but a lesson learned by me.

Your smile,
your eyes,
your soul touching mine,
Is all that is important to me.

I know we won’t agree on everything,
but I wish we could agree on this.

It’s never ok, to say goodbye mad,
and never an angry kiss.

By Cal Evans

A flower blooms,
A butterfly lands,
Together they spread life,
Alone they die.

You are my butterfly,
With you I have a reason to live,
With you I have a subject to love.

Without you,
I have lived a meaningless life.