i just wanted to hold. your. hand.
and sing all the songs
at the top^of^our ^ LuNg _ s
likewedid on a Saturday inthatoldtown#bar

there was a _ space _  in time
minutesandhours
we~so~en~twin~ed
i-finished-your-sentences
while­ you pen//ned/ in/ mine

and the pages of lettersandwords
of love ^and ^loss and ^longing
made our bed & held our hearts
binding-us-together in those thoughts

it was some. kind. of. magic.
only known by those who feelthescore
and hear 》the 》colors and always
always,...in all ways...seek the,.... more

how you touched e\ver\y inch ofmybody
the sweet se^duc^tion of your mind
most in. ti mate experience
beforeweeverevenmet

how I-had-to-have-you
and how you 》gave 》》in
our kissing drew audience
but I neverfeltanyone in the room but you

and I couldn't have your lips enough
how I didn't want. to. stop.
how you>felt^ in^ my >hands
how you ta _ _st _ _ ed inmymouth

& how you went si(gh)lent
how you just c//u//t//me//out
like I was some °°°°cancer;
...as if none-of-it-mattered

where are you now//
i want the girl~that i met
Who told me how I was ****//ing her
...because I knew. what. she. meant.

            all the words we shared

how can you bear to deny it?

How can you bear to deny it, ..

how can you b(e)ar(e) it,...?

don't get me wrong//it's nice to be wanted
and you are so. much. prettier. than. most.
but i'm onlyhalflistening, l ov e
my chest is chain》ed》 to 》a 》ghost

my mind knows-so-much-better
         {i'm so lucky to have you}
your hands know how to hold me
         {your lips know all the songs}
but i when i'm looking in your {brown}eyes;
it's only g.r.e.e.n.         that i see

and i-swear-if-i-knew-how-to-fight-it
i'd go ****** //i'd go black and blue
if o n l y.   I  could sh^a^ke^ her
{if i could un _ . think all the words}
i'd give all i have just to savor

i long to taste anything
....that i didn't com》pare to her lips
my God howhermouthhaunts
{i can't think ₩ithout her voice^in^my^head}
i'm helpless and unworthy-of-all-your-wants

you. are. so. lovely.
in so {allofthe} many ways
i have enjoyed our mo^ment^s
{i have hoped these feelings would
....leave me}
how i have kept you;... on. the. fence.

and now; it'sonlyfair to s/ev//er
despite how good; i-should-let-you-go
it's a  @selfish@ way of living
{letting you love me so}
When i'm Not ReaLLy Giving

in these moments you'll hate me
{onceyouknowallofthetruth}
think of me in spiteful ways
you'll want to _ keep _ trying
you'll be con\vinc\ed it can be °changed

beaUtiful one: YoU de _ serve MORe
theressomethingaboutthegirl i can't name
maybe I'm just addicted-to-wanting
Or may》be i'm not ready to be save---d

if// only// you// could
Let. It. Go.
youhavesomuch
~~~~ All of you
ripe to be l o v e d
And the songs we could s
                                             i
                                               N
                                                 Nnnng...
Making love>>by reading words
youhavesomuch
but no-one-can-
t _ o _ u _ c _ h
   y o u
& oh. how. i.  want. to.
Sooooo,...now I sit-on-that-throne
....No
o _ n _ e
com^pare^^^s
to
   you
thecomfortyou'vefound
in your dr
               (own)
                      ing》》》》
I saw what>you're>made>of

and;....I know that it-sca//red-you
   you
,...so un₩illing
To Know Your Own
,...w_ o _ r _ th,...

wind chimes because
...  i love the sound
you learned our song and played it
... Christmas morning
notes on my windshield even though
... i'd see you at home
the beach cruiser you bought me
... that looks just like yours

i can still hear the waves
... at my front door
but i can't seem to visit
... the  shore anymore
my stomach can't take
... those long walks alone
we spent so many hours
... now;... i wonder;... what for¿

maybe it's to spite you
... because-you-want-it-so
maybe it's the memories
... of our life. here. before.

OR;,...may
                    be i just can't
... love ((it))
any _ _ _ more

How she can c
                          l
                           A.
                             i. {havehearditfromthestart}
                              m
All. She. Wants. Is.

toBeLOVE---Ed

How she could have that
^^^^^ 1000 ^^^^         ^^^^ over ^^^^^^
                              times

But in>>>  stead she chooses the ones
who.         don't.

&I;'M stifling a S C R E A M
i'm punching imaginary  |||||  walls

I've  grown weary of BiTinG-My-TonGue, dear
,...oh the blood tastes a b\it\te\r pinch

It's so hard tofeelsorry a-bout
the lessons you've learned, l _ _ ov _ _ e

Because;.... it isn't eno.  ugh

You haven't really OpeneD your I's.
at all,....@

but wait,...I had s. o. m. e. hope
itfeltsostrange in my body
so displaced on-my-tongue
let's just be honest; I knew that it didn't
be\Long

it's a place I've. come. to. know.
A little {A lot} Too Well
it's sick; i've found there's a comfort
~in the broken~
grown "ac"cust"om"ed" to this hell

oh-sweet-love; i don't have the vanity to
pretend
...that your g. o. n. e.  doesn't a\c\h\e\
... my whiskey bears witness to how
my >hands> qui>ver > and> shake

spendingmy nights
on-the-living-room-floor
dra _ gg _ ing>>>  a cigarette
while 'ole Keaton sings... my... songs...

^H^op^E^ is wish _ ful th°in°king°
better saved for those who-know-it's-worth
cause I've tossedthedice; and/my/love
,... and it {just} hasn't been,... e n o  **ugh.