I'm sorry but I won't,
I won't share you
With your dreams,
Or parties or hours of distress
Because I want you all
To only myself.
So please,
Please don't ask me to
Because I won't share you
With anything
And especially not with her.


F.Z.N

I can't replace you with a book
Because it tells the same story
Again and again.
Nor with a song
For most songs
Are only three minutes long.

I can't replace with another person
Because you are one of a kind.
Nor with anything
I can think of
Except your ghost.


F.Z.N

She said, he left me after a year and a half.
And I thought to myself,
Well some people aren't like you and me,
Some people aren't meant for forever.

And it completely slipped my head
That she could very well be
Me in the future.


F.Z.N

If I was a telly
You would pretty much be
The remote control
That turns me on.


F.Z.N

We had just made love
When I kissed your slightly parted lips
And tasted goodbye in them.


F.Z.N

I looked at you
The way an artist
Would look at a naked woman.
Your bottom lip was designed
For kissing,
Your hands for crafting,
And there was a picture in every moment
I have shared with you.

I saw that we fit together
So very perfectly,
But the subjective camera
Was only me.


--Eleanor

The other night's break up
Pretty much opened my eyes.
Now I can see it all.
I can see how
You were reborn
And I can see how
I am dead.