Paint the sky red
Won't you stop dreaming?
They've only hurt
Every single one of them.

Right underneath the starry sky
Dreams, untamed, they fly.
Nothing sane they intend,
Burns right through your heart instead

Keeps hope burning bright
At the end of the day
Just a dreamer
Wishing on a star at night

I lost you in between rainy windows and sad jazz songs we put on repeat.
He told me he would never let me fall apart but the thing I don't want to be put back together.
He said he'd wait for me, that I would change my mind, but we know I'll always be this way.
I lost you somewhere in green fields overflowing with fireflies lighting up our darkest night.
He said he knew if I just tried to love him things would work out!
He said he could feel the connection even if I couldn't see it yet.
I love you, and I don't love him, but I lost you somewhere between rainy windows and sad jazz songs.
I don't love him.

Dear lost and found,

I was looking for a new heart today but came across a set of lungs that told me I couldn't breathe. The eyes I found belonged to a boy who couldn't see his beauty. There was a liver there but the drinker told me wanted just one more. I am not sure but the stomach dropped below the knees at the moment the boy with no eyes walked by.  I was looking for a heart today but i took home the eyes and told the boy to follow me.


Dear lost and found,

I found a mirror sitting outside and I gave up those pretty eyes I took. I took a deep breath in those new lungs I found. I saw the boy see himself in the mirror and he smiled.  He took out that heart I was looking for and we sat together; watching each other in the mirror listening to new hearts beat together.

You really ****** me up this time.
My
Memory is
Shot to hell and
You're nowhere to be found again.

You're really gone this time around.
My
Heart is
Broken in tiny pieces
And I can't find where you hid them.

You really ****** me up this time.
But you're gunna see me when you're asleep.
You're gunna dream of me at night.
You're gunna wish you never met me and that's alright.

Stop painting water color skies when you keep crying i told myself; these skies always keep me sane.

Sitting on a dirt road I found peace in the clouds above and the ground below. It could have been worse I kept telling myself.

Being alone takes it's toll but not being with you is a price I never knew I had to pay. I tell myself I would do it all over again but lately I doubt i would.

I kept the sparks from the flame we had hidden in my dresser drawers next to the lipstick you used to love when I wore it.

These clouds keep me calm while I know inside there is a storm brewing and I am not sure anymore if I can tame it the way I used to.

I know I can love again but the failure that lurks around the corner threatens me with every step forward. You'll never understand the fear I keep hidden inside.

Stop painting water color sunsets when years are raining down your face. It could be a lot worse I tell myself.