My fear is you
It is rare
But when it is me
It is true
My fear is me
It is rare
But when it is you
It is true
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 4:05 PM UTC
You love me.
But do you love me.
Or do you love that I'm here?
Is love a permanent?
Or a temporary?
Is it a right now?
Or a loss if I leave?
Is it who ever is by your side?
Or is it a me when there is others?
Would you choose me at the loss of your freedom?
Or would you write me of as an expense of living?
Dec 24, 2024
Dec 24, 2024 at 7:19 PM UTC
You say tell me everything
And i tell you everything
I say tell me more, and you say less
Make me regret I told you so much
You made a mess of me with your touch and your ways
But I knew you would, I've known for more than just hours and days
I've known for so many years, that one day you would break me
I knew what fool you would make me
But I let you, because you gave me bliss
But promise me, let me go with a soft hug, and a heartfelt last kiss
Dec 3, 2024
Dec 3, 2024 at 4:47 AM UTC
The air is cold
The dirt is too
But the bench is warm
When I'm sitting next to you
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 10:21 AM UTC
You said "I love you I think"
I said "What do you mean?"
But I knew what you meant
That's exactly how I felt
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 9:54 AM UTC
_With what the world gives me
You make me stay
With the rocks in my shoes
You make me run
With the tears in my eyes
You make me smile
With my burdens
You make me breathe
With such ease
You take me away_
Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 5:58 PM UTC
Love is so beautiful
But so temporary
Leaving me grasping for another breath
So still and defined
But so volatile
Dissapering after a _moment_
Like smoke from my cigarette
Leaving me wanting _more_
Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 6:03 PM UTC
_The night was clear, the stars were there and the fields were dim and the dirt was cold but your eyes were warm and your libs seemed soft so I leaned in for a kiss and we met at love_
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 9:13 PM UTC
Winter night, dark and odd
Some words are right, others not
Some seek the fires, some phasing out
Some like to love, some winding up
Winter night, cold and strange
Hold me tight, now let me fall
Let me die and let me awe
With what I had, felt and saw
Winter night, you poor thing
Shh and sleep, soon comes spring
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 9:20 AM UTC
Oh, twenty-twenty
You came quickly
Will you be long?
Help me get through?
Carry me to twenty-twenty-one?
I´m worried I wont get to see next year too.
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 5:22 PM UTC