The clock ticked and the timer started the day my eyes met yours My soul saw you and it sighed it wondered who you were and where you had been all my life that day I didn't need any more miracles my most important miracle stood right before me It wore your shirt and smiled like you Your hands made paper cranes but never quite made it to a thousand You said you wanted your wish to come true and asked me what I wished for I wished on every paper crane in existence every broken wishbone every shooting star that time would let me keep you but the hands of time were like your own never quite making it to a thousand so one night your words broke the silence And the jumbled words tore us apart I've been looking for that silence ever since wishing for once that my life was not a orchestra filled with you that dreams were not interrupted by you that thoughts were not overrun by you wishing for once that silence the silence before the storm would return and perhaps just maybe bring you back
For the boy who made paper cranes at the coffee shop. Your eyes are the only coffee brown I will ever need.
In the dark The english roses Number the stars // The infinite sea (Of) the other normals Falling into place // After we fell Fifty shades darker Ten tiny breaths Four seconds to lose // On such a full sea The echo maker Decoded The narrow road to the deep north // Farther away Legends of literature (Made) memories (And) collected poems // The little prince Burned The beast The year I met you // One hundred names The ten-year nap This is my life // Save me
All of the lines are titles of books I found in a bookstore (it's what I usually do when I get lost in stacks of books)
I've been studying your body language, the way your knees shake, when I touch you. the way your eyes fill with intensity, when I look at you. The way you bite your lip, I can tell that you want me to kiss you, very hard, very long, very fierce.