I want to feed on your heart
more than I want to feel your lips,
kisses don't heal bruises,
bandage solutions don't
wash away mistakes.

I have a tendency
to love what leaves,
and as I wait for rightful affection,
you've made my heart into
a mindless metronome,
one side of me head
over heels for you,
cannot think of ever leaving you,
but then once again,
12 am reminds me
of exactly why
I absolutely loathe you.

I could have devoured you,
swallowed you whole,
coated myself with
your very essence,
but, I could talk infinity
into trading its forever for
a nanosecond of you
and nothing would change;
I'm just a plan B for you.

I want to say I meant
"I love you",
you made some moments
truly magical so,
thankyou for stopping by,
but I cannot let you
place the moon in my sky.

- Crimsyy

"...and then we get up at the **** crack of dawn, eat cereal for breakfast, take a cool shower to put some pep in our steps, then get in the car and drive around listening to our favorite music until the coffee shop opens."

pause

"And when we've finished our morning coffee and people-watching we walk around town looking at all the crap we want to get when we've saved up enough money for it and then get a slice of pizza or something. You know what happens next? We take our favorite books or whatever and go chill in a hammock that we set up in a corner of the college campus. You want me to bring my guitar so you can listen to the silly ditties I come up with on the spot? Sure. You want to go to a movie? Just say the word."

pause

"I don't really care what we do, as long as we're content. I'm just throwing out ideas."

pause

"I just want to give."

puts down mic and walks off stage

I failed to read this book beyond a certain chapter
I saw the happily, but failed to recognize the after
The days they seemed to meld together in one large fairytale
Until I turned the page and you were gone

The only bond between us was the illusion of what could have been.
A lie that I kept in my heart like a prayer that I believed in.
Just a delusion of finding someone, who could have, would have, understood me beyond the touch of my skin.
But, once the smoke cleared I found myself again standing in the shadows of a hope that was never there.

When you try to find the one
You end up with nothing but pain
and absolute agony with a hint of despair
You end up trying to change yourself for
someone you're not sure exists
You try and try and try
To be perfect, the perfect match
The perfect piece to that glorious pair
You try, but somehow you find yourself
failing, falling in misery and an anguish
you cannot bear

Love should Make
It should not have any Fake

Love should show Happiness
Instead it shouldn't show what is sadness

Love should be a Creator
In spite of destroying the inner destroyer