I'm still here
waiting for you
in the same spot
unable to move
i'm still here
waiting for you
in the same spot
where you left
i'm still here
although you have been
long gone
How can i leave?
if all of my steps lead me to you?
how can i forget you?
when it's you that my heart wants
i want to break free
i want to end this
but my love, i am still here.
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 10:47 AM UTC
before you hold me,
may i know how you'll let me go
before you love me,
may i know how you'll unlove me
how you'll leave and
how you'll wander away from me
in that way, i won't get lost and wander by myself
tell me how, so that i'll know the path to where to start from again
Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC
I regret the summer i ran away
The summer in the dark
Where i should have stayed with you
The time ran out, where were we
I regret the summer i was afraid
The summer night
Where i should have said my love
The time ran out for us
My love, i never confessed.
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
Sadness looks good on nobody.
But one wears sadness
Like it is a second skin.
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:35 PM UTC
What a shame
That the girl who once believed in
Magic and fairytales
Had to grow up in reality
Of the bruised society.
—ej
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
"Why do you love me?"
"Because I do."
"Whu are you risking everything for me?"
"I don't know. I'm crazy for you. And love, I guess, gives a crazy kind of brave."
—nrkr
—ej
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:23 PM UTC
It's 11:59
And i think about you.
The last person i think of,
And the first person i'll be thinking of.
12:00, i wonder if you think of me too.
12:00; today
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC
I was warned
about the dangers of the night
About the strangers in the dark
But i was never warned
About the boy who break hearts
About the boy who has a heartbeat
And in a heartbeat, I was broken.
—ej
Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 3:10 PM UTC
I thought long and hard
Of what it means to love.
Is it giving a flower or a card?
Or giving all you have?
And then i met you.
You told me you loved me and I said, "why would you, are you crazy?"
You only replied,
"Because love gives you a crazy kind of brave."
—ej
Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC