Beth Thumble

Beth Thumble Aug 2011

I can't tell you how much I love you.
It isn't that I don't want to,
and definitely not because I don't love you;
But I can't tell you how much.

What's to say?
The way you touch my cheek sends sparks through my body
And when you look into my eyes I melt
I hope when you look at me you see past the shell
And into the heart that's yours forever

Don't crush it because it's in your hands
Don't break it by letting me go
I'm hoping you know what I mean in these words
I love you so much,
I really wish you could know.

Just because it's hard for me to explain
Doesn't mean it isn't true
Some of the strongest things are those that remain unspoken
For the heart to hold on to as the world goes on changing around us

It's my dark little secret
And one day I'll let you in
Something to hold on to, to keep as a truth
The only thing that remains the same in our lives
Well that, that will always be my love for you

Beth Thumble Aug 2011

My Own Song of Solomon

What does it mean to fly?
To escape the pressures, the names, the criticisms.
But can we ever really escape them?
The memories, the pain, the questions.

Am I really fat?
How do people see me...
I know who I am, but do they?
I'm not just some girl you can pick on,
That girl is long gone.

Flying is more than escaping
It's exploring, it's wandering, it's freedom.
Finding yourself and who you want to be
The freedom to be yourself

Who can judge you from so far away?
Thousands of feet above, no one can stop you now.
They can throw as many pebbles as they want
But in the end you reach your destination.

Your wings will carry you far.
Far off to the place you're meant to be
Because no one can stop you once you're flying.

Beth Thumble Aug 2011

A Fairytale

I hate it when he's gone
and I hate leaving and knowing we won't be in touch.
I hate when he's not around to hold me
and I hate the separation.

But what's to hate?
Isn't this love?
The feelings, the touch, the moments of pure happiness
The perfection.
Nothing is wrong, right?
Isn't this how it's supposed to be?

The changes are exhilarating,
I'm jumping into ice water from the hot shower I just took.
Is this the fairytale?
I hope so, this should last forever
but is the happy ending just merely a feeling that can fade?
Not to those who convince themselves it's not.
Thats what I'll do, that's what we must do
To keep loving, to never give up
I can't give up, not on love.
I love him, it's all I'm sure of
And if I can't be sure, then what good does the love do?

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