i love you is bland
i love you is dry
how do i do so,
can you tell me why?

i could love you for the little things
the car rides
the coffees
the opening of the door

i could love you for the big things
the sickness
the rich
the poor
and the old

but could you love me,
like i love you?

could you love me for all the things,
could you love me for loving you?

like the stars
kiss the sky,
i kiss you too.

not like the moon
says goodbye,
i say hello
to you.

on days
like this
i wonder
if you

look at
the sky
and think

of me
too

i lie there,
it's cold
the window
is open
just a crack

it's a fresh
october night
he's smoking
and oddly,
i feel safe

in his embrace
surrounded
by the eerie
cigarette fumes
warmed by the
bitter taste*
of his breath on
my lips

and i loved him
everyday
i loved him
every night

i'll never second guess,
*not for a minute

when i said i needed you i
never thought it would be this real
as real as the flower petals that hit the floor
i waited for your knock on the door


the distant stars give a lovely glimmer
the mirror reflection that of a sinner
i wait for you every night
you always come home to a ready dinner

they said you lied
they said you stole
they said you beat the neighbour

you were a bad love of mine i know
but so was the flower*
to the soil
*he needed so

like the way i felt
absolutely alone
was the same when i thought
you were absolutely mine

but like the sun
dies down,
as it fears
the moon.*
i fear too,
but it's only of
*you.