if you are there, let the cold in my heart, and in my head, and deep in my bones end

for the leaves on the trees are falling, the bitter wind is settling into my veins, and the rise and fall of my chest is harder to do with the weights

if you are there, let me, for once, feel content

you moved with the soft rise and fall of morning tides in the ocean
and, hastily, i followed, even though i couldn't swim
you walked along soft, high grasses shining in the warmth given by light
and, carefully, i followed, even though the sun burned my skin
you spoke words of sugar and might, letting your soul spill in soft twilight
and, slowly, i followed, even though the taste of sugar ran me dry
you were a night sky, glistening with stars and constellations
and, like always, i was a **** enveloped in your carnations

THE SMALL OF MY BACK YEARNS FOR YOUR TOUCH, MY HANDS CRAVE TO TOUCH YOUR HAIR, BUT I CAN'T SEEM TO SHAKE THE IDEA THAT YOU'RE A DISTANT GHOST AND I CAN'T GET OUT OF THIS FOG

for once in a lifetime do you meet a boy with aquamarine eyes
and only once will he make you feel alright
because like all beauty, the love will fade
and those aquamarine eyes will stare at a different painting
and you will wish you were painted with acrylic instead of oil

the sky is dark, and so are your feelings for me, but i can't stop imagining what it would be like to fill your lungs and watch your chest rise and fall in the light orange shade of the morning light.

the stars are out, and so is your kindness towards me, but i can't stop imagining what it be like if, for once, i was worth something to you.

and then our lips met, and, for what seemed like the thousandth time, brushed off the frost on my lips left behind from the cold i love yous and empty good-byes

and our lips met, and, for the first time, i felt love