Don't give me up,
I wanted to fight this pit in my chest,
but your hands, built a different home.
a beautiful garden, with a white picket swing,
and two souls that aren't mine,
I am just a ghost.

Don't give me up,
My love, a tumultuous sea of emotion,
of longing, of want, of pain.
this weight I carry in my chest,
where echoes of your laughter bloom,
but not for me.

Perhaps, in another life, in another time, in a distant future.
where sunlight is dark,
where rivers run backwards,
where clocks stand still,
we will meet again.
what is this pain? how unfair is this love. .  

Look at me, look at the battles I fought,
look the wars and bullets I took in silent rooms,
the pleas, the tears, I swallowed in the night,
you would see my hand, alone waiting for you warmth.

I asked you to choose,
what for? I already knew the answer.
you walked away, you didn't fight. . .
you fought for them, and left me on this battlefield in my chest,
broken, maimed, longing but above all loving,
someone who does not love me,
& that is the most painful thing in the world.
-Goodbye.

Dusty pages, amongst sullen skies of grey.
The smell of dry citrus and chamomile in the air,
my heart reaching for the heavens . . .
where your laughter once thundered down from above filling the chasms of solitude, of longing, of yearning to hear you once more.
To feel your touch, a slight warmth against my skin, turns to a ghost pain; for that is all that you bring.
My fingers trace your face across the yellowed photographs, your smile, so full of life, so full of dreams, all gone in a second. These memories that envelope me, free me, save me, they draw me into this dying sea.
As I float, I see myself, fractured, broken, reflecting what is gone.
But its not me, it is someone else that stares back at me,
mocks me, for he seems happy. . .  
& I know that can not be me.

8 Billion Souls in this world,
I continue to choose what god took away.
Longing for the day we meet again.

Echo:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
with the whisper of longing, the rustle of the soul,
I hear your echo in my heart everyday.

Star:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
A shooting star, ardent, bright, shimmering amongst the depravity of my own insanity. Shooting, instant, gone.

Silence:
I'm learning to love,
I'm lost, each moment plays in my head,
we made memories together, now you became one.
This silence in thoughts, kills me, it eats me up.
I yearn for your voice, I yearn for you to say "It's okay",
I yearn for your touch, I yearn for you.

Echo's, Stars & Silence
Every word, reminds me of you,
Every sound, every sight, everything.
Save me, save me, save me,
please, let me free,
let me love again, just say one thing.

"I love you"
"Don't go"
"Stay"
"Well work it out"

Words, hiding the crack , in our curated facade.
Longing for love, hearing the echoes of the space between,
I long for those words, in my empty eyes, this silent plea,
I beg you, say something,
anything, make me love you again.
make us love one another again.