Heart like stone
Eyes a colourless tone
You put up a hard fight you won
But I still believe there's a chance for you and me
I still have hope that you're my sun
And after all this time
I see your convictions as no crime
A window where we'd sit
A cigarette that's what was lit
So give me hope through this dark patch that there will be light
And that you'll remember the winter we fell and you'll hold me tonight
Comforted by you skin and by your smell
The tattoo on your ribcage my fingers know only too well.

I am young, foolish in love
Drinking all night looking at the star filled sky above
Thinking of nothing, feeling high
Living life for today no regretful sigh

Making mistakes, many a false friend
Crying into the pillow at dusk wishing it would end
Putting on my favorite record, feeling alive
Driving fast in your car together we strive

Bad breakups, and sad love letters
Drinking tea in ugly granddad sweaters
The way the boys romanticized the words they'd speak
This is life perfect, hopeless each life unique.

Im just a notch in your bed post
But your just a line in a song

Deep thinking leaves you raw,
Like dry lips from too many cigarettes,
Lying awake makes you nostalgic,
Like the way your fingers traced my spine

Heavy drinking leaves you numb,
Like when you said good bye for good,
Crying all night makes you  vulnerable,
Like the time you told me of your past

Memories leave me agitated,
Like the way your eyes searched my own,
Forgetting makes me strong,
Like when I told myself to let you go.

The walls of this room have seen too much to be called innocent and pure,
Each starring at one another,

Not uttering a sound always keeping quiet,
Keeping in all the secrets to shameful to be told,

All the memories both violent and romantic,
Both saddening and happy,

All disappearing as time goes by.

Nothing fits anymore like
How easy it was to make friends at
School or the way I could light up a room

Nothing fits anymore like
Going out every night till the early hours and then
Heading back home in the gloom

Nothing fits anymore like
The way life seemed so care free and fresh
like summer's flowers in bloom

Nothing fits anymore and thats
Ok because life changes from light to dark just
Like the sun and the moon.

I love the smell of your skin
When I wake at 2.40 am
Your sleepy face unaware of my eyes
Sinking slowly in

The way you look when you wake
Momentarily all dazed and confused
I hold you tight against my chest
And hope that I don't loose

The speckles of brown dots
Smothering your face
Creeping around your skin
I trace each freckle very carefully
And beam a secret grin.

*A.R