So used to dreading
Having to sleep alone.
Got used to depending
On you coming back home.
Never forgetting the nights
Held near.
Always reminding myself
That you aren't here.
When one departs
It breaks both apart.
Accepting the departure
Is what makes this life harder.
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Pale as the pumpkin seed hulls.
Salted covered with tears.
Blustered bloom enchanter.
Grinned, and abolished sins.
Accursed and haunted, those who pestered.
Engulfed in snowy splendour!

Too many people
With dried tears on their pillows
Too many people 
With big hurt in their hearts
Too many people
Who would rather be beaten up
Than lose another lover.
Too many people
With a quiet mouth
That cannot speak of
Their past 
Too many people
Who keep to themselves
When their mind is racing
Of things that could be.

You told me I was bad for you
You told me it's my fault you follow me like a puppy
You told me you had to be your own person
You told me I was just like you
You told me I was a *****
You told me I always make it someone else's fault
You told me to feel bad for not trusting you
You told me you didn't mean it
You told me you were just ******

Spending countless hours with your significant other.
Walking hand by hand, feet in the sand, smiling at each other.
You enjoy ones company but, what is love?
Is it the feeling in your gut whenever she approaches?
Or is the simple look in his eyes in which leaves in hypnosis?

See I don’t know what love is, I don’t even know if in it.
But I do know that I never want to lose you.
In this game of life I don’t even care if I win it.
As long as I have you, my world is complete
You’ll never have to worry about any woman to compete.
For my heart for now is yours.

Maybe one day I’ll figure it out, but for now I’m scared.
Never been this close to this emotion this feeling I swear.
To make love and to love is so different
Both needing effort and patience.
With time, the longevity and after effect can be different.
But with faith and the belief, anything can be achieved.
And yet, I'm left with these questions,

What is love, how do we love, and who do we love?
Questions of the century.

As long as I know
Where you are
As long as I know
You're not far
I'll be okay

As long as you know
That I'll never lie
As long as you know
That I'll always be shy
You'll be okay

As long as we know
We have each other
As long as we know
To travel further
We'll be okay

We'll be in each others arms again soon
We'll climb mountains and try to reach up and touch the moon
We'll sleep next to one another and tell each other stories from our past
While knowing all along that good things don't always last
Can't be scared of moving on
Can't be scared of trying
Every single day we think about dying

Know that we always sleep under the same stars
Keep this in mind and it will never be hard
We have everything
And nothing
And I couldn't want more of you
Than when you look at me that way you do

You're eyes so full but you never speak
The silence between us lasts for weeks
I don't mind, as long as you don't
I'll be here for now, and then I won't

And you will find me
Wherever our paths may cross
Me and you, forever lost

Venture out and you'll see me
Living quietly in the overgrown, flowery moss
You're free to join me
And together we'll be

You're the finest company

It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
  I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we—
  Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea—
  In her tomb by the side of the sea.