Tried to find your Wonder Woman,
Little did you know she would go from your heroine to you ******.

It's been a while now,
I can't remember what it feels to have you wearing your impulses while you breathe on my neck

Can't remember what it feels to be the reason you need to catch your breath

Can't remember what you and your body taste like,in every respect

Can't remember but will I ever reminisce again with someone else?

Looked past your flaws, I did.
Looked past your bad habits
Until I saw something perfect.
To this day I see no error about you.

But I don't want perfect anymore
I want what's real.

The point of it all was to not feel a **** thing.
But here you are
Here I am,
Here we are.
Stuck in a moment we both don't want to leave.

Hope
Rises
Like
A
Phoenix
From
  The
Ashes
Of
Shattered
Dreams

Life is such a parodox
Its an oxymoron
Those who talk the least
Have the most to say
Those who feel the most
Cant even show it
Those who have the most to live
Want to die the most
Why is this so?
Why is it when i think
Often so deeply
That i cant explain
No matter how much
I want to do so
Its just all stuck
I think through things so much
But i can't explain my thoughts
They just stay stuck
Or come out stupid
Why cant i just talk?
Some people talk so much
And yet say so little
I have so much to say
Yet i talk so little
Life my dear friends
Is such a parodox