In the game of love It isn’t who races the fastest To get to you who wins ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, But the one who stays While all the others Leave After the race Is over...
Sometime after 4am... Her leg draped over mine In the blue moonlight... Candles out on the windowsill I thought... ‘All that poetry was ******* worth it...’
I’ve took them all Our songs Your poems Pictures Artwork shared that were on the Walls of my heart
Shared Sentiments Went on a mission to eradicate
In dreams I hear you call to me It’s still there Summoning me Crying out ‘I’m in pain...’
Took it all To the edge of the world And watched it go over the edge Happy now All of it gone Only to return home To find Your art back up on my walls Your words in my notebooks Your songs playing on the radio Your pictures in my head
I can’t escape this sentence The walls of your prison This is life