We were talking so sweet
Under the warm, cozy sheet;
We were alone, and we had to go
somewhere far away.

We laid there as he
held my hand carelessly,
Tick, tock,
"I have to go home."

And he kissed me,
and begged for me to stay,
and I did; never have I
wanted to stay
in my life.

I stared at him,
his sweet smell
allover the room;
never have I
adored someone
else’s eyes.

For so long, we laid,
He twirled my hair with
his fingers; kissed me hard,
and wrapped his arms
around my waist.
Tick, tock,
"I have to go home."

And I kissed him back,
eyes closed;
my whole body
quivering before his;
"Do you love me?"
"I do."
"You can’t."
"I know, I know."

When will I love again, the way I used to love you?
Darling, I used to be so sweet, so bright, so new;
When I fell for your eyes, and you fell for me, too-
When will I love again, the way I used to love you?

I used to walk in circles, and you used to be a stranger
You caught my eye, and I should have known better
Than to be blinded by the right words you uttered
But still, I stood before you in complete surrender.

I always thought love was enough to mend all things
So I gave love, tried, in the midst of my heavy breathing;
As I saw remnants of my pride; there, I slowly caved in
And in that moment, love just felt like any other feeling.

I gave up and slowly built my shattered pride
Like walls around my chest, great enough for me to hide;
Strong enough for the strongest tide;
After countless times of loving and giving, I died.

I’m afraid to lay a hand on him
or leave any mark on his delicate skin;
because I know how much I could hurt
and he’s too precious to include
from all the lovers I had lost.

How I wish you could see well
the picture I’ve been trying to paint;
No. I could not play my fate with him-
I can’t afford to hurt his innocent eyes.

We speak the same language
and sing the same songs
and write the same poems
about love and how love could hurt.

I could just do it allover again
Do everything wrong and then hide;
And forget and start at once
But, no, not this time, not to him.

I told him once,
“I’m the worst person to fall in love with.”
And he asked me why.

It’s as simple as translating constellations
and solving an endless riddle;
Nothing’s ever clear when it comes to
loving and being loved by me.

You were easy to love, Yesterday
You would kiss me and hold me
and see through me like I was everything
you needed

You made me feel like I was the sun,
the moon, the stars that filled up
your void.

You are hard to love, Now
Your void gets
harder and harder to fill
But I love you, and I
would learn to love you until you
become the Yesterday I once
knew

You get the best of me
whenever your shadow appears
And I know you love her
and I am his missing piece;
but everytime you leave
and whenever your shadow appears
over and over again;
you get the best of me