He is
a slow laborious
poem...
And I read it
every night!

Time to move on
The feelings are too strong
The bond is stronger
And our voices together in laughter like soft summer rain...

I want to leave
I want to be alive again
In your soft lips I drown in thought
Your eyes pierce straight into mine
But this is all a lie

While I struggle to scratch you out
You think of her
Then you close your eyes
Kiss me
Touch me
In your mind I'm her

But I'm not
I am me
Can't you see?
I'm done with us
...just for now

Jump around like old Timmy boy..
That's me, and I'm your toy.
You pitch it into the air
You don't really want it.
Honey you just playing throw
I'm I the ball in your court?

A want not a need
Smiles when they in your face...
Honey you just decreasing the pace
Then why did we even speak?

It comes rolling back
Don't let it hit you hard
With its warmth and hurtful feelings!
Don't let it tear you apart...
The tears
Are rolling down
The pride isn't playing hide
Its happening
The ball is coming back!

. So?
You caught it?
Why did you do that?
Ohh honey you just using it, lets call it a hobby!
A hobby? Wow!
Honey you just full of obvious surprises, huh?!?

It was just a bouncy ball to you..
And, to me, it was just my heart falling for you!

The demons are mocking us
We part of a deal
They let our souls rust
It could never be real

If we could just, just wake up...
Maybe the light would shine brighter upon our souls.

Its not me who hurts people..
Its my jealous heart that shuts them away
I want to be kind
But its not part of me
I'd love to be with you
but I was made to be a loner.
To cry on cold nights wishing there would be someone with me!
Someone who won't lie to me or use me.
Someone who will care enough
be real to me!
But I'm afraid to fall
What if it exist in my mind only...this whole thing love and affection!
Maybe everyone is as cold as I am...wishing there could be light to meltdown the ice!
Believe me I try to be nice
But that's just a silent cry my dear heart.

Under the sun
Glass of wine in one hand
We chat our lungs away like we mothers of no sons

She's way cooler
I'm warming up
It's the beginning of a countless number of never heard before laughs...
We don't reside here even!
This place of light and happiness...
We from the dusty side of town, where darkness is the new definition of light.

Its never about the struggle
But the new ways around the obstacles along the way.
She goes on and on...
My cerebrum isn't responding.
And the eye finds an opportunity to focus its retina on her smile

Beauty isn't within
It has found its way all over us, inside and out!
There's happiness
Hope and love.
Grandma said that's all that matters!

Tell me you love me
Tell me when you miss smelling my hair that is half of the time sticky

Don't hesitate to touch me
Let your fingers travel down my spine then around to my belly button
Get my hairs up and my thighs shaking by just looking at me
Be foolish with babe, get your silly faces up my throat till I want to choke out of laughter...

Make me beg you to sing twinkle twinkle for me at midnight, then close it off with the song that says THAT'S HOW STRONG MY LOVE IS...
Together lets be scientists, write a theory on teenage love saying...
Butterflies in your tummy are directly proportional to the sight of your boyfriend/girlfriend, with foolishness, laughter, happiness, honestly and beauty of the soul as a constant measured in ♡beats/s!

Be my go to guy for kitchen robbery and 5 hours naps.
Don't fear to tell me about my ****** appearance, I want to hear it from you especially...I want you to tell me about my pimples and how I look like your grandma when I wake up!

Tell me who you are
I'll tell you who I am
And let's let us tell its own story...

We kiss and greet
Laugh and feel
We slowly moving away
From being...
JUST FRIENDS

Midnight hour
My thoughts are sour
I wish I could fly, but no one told me I had the power.

The sky is dark
The stars are silent
Midnight hour you've taken their lives.
You hold the secrets of the witches.
But midnight hour you've listened to my wishes.

The air is thick.
Innocent souls are taken from this hour.
Why you so sick?
Don't you know God has the power!

I sit and think to myself
Why is it just to myself
Why do you have such loneliness, let's blame the hour.

today I lost my drawings,
I lost my voice

And until then
silence shall scream
at my ears, begging me
for freedom!

I am scared,
lonely,
and cold

today I lost myself,
AGAIN.

Took the bow
Pulled the rope and kissed my standards goodbye...
No, it's not my dignity that has been lost, it's the companions of my true soul that I have let down.
I cry in the same tone still
I promise I'm still the same
I'm still broken in the same way
and pretty like since way way...

I took the bow, for a companion
He does not match my soul, no he does not!
But he can fool my heart, just for a little while...
I cry... man I still cry in the same tone!

Being alone my dear friends,
when you are surrounded by voices and smiles is the darkest of woes for human to come to face with.
it's terrible,
I promise it's horrible...
It will make you cry,
but worry not, you'll still be the same... in your tone...
You will still cry in the same tone
because pain, man, PAIN is still spelt the same.