Did you ever love me at all?
Is this the end?
Your words say no, but your half -hearted actions speak louder
I spend my time further and further from you, you spend yours at the bar
Did you ever love me at all?
Is this the end?
My words say no, but my half-hearted actions tell a different story
Just a storybook ending coming from a fairytale beginning
Did I even love you at all?
With the bruises on our faces slowly covering our hearts, and tears taking their last fall
It's safe to say we barely loved at all

your pale smooth skin
     slides under me
     as we are more sweat
     than bone
     i suckle
     your pink taut areolas
     you clutch my hair
     and my fingers spread
     everywhere
     you close your eyes
     bite down your lips
     shudder slightly
     gasp
     a low heavy breath
     and it’s like
     some shade in an inferno
     opened a cobwebbed window
     from the blackest molten bowels
     to release the compressed
     stagnate humid air
     from your deepest self.

Where do you draw the line between want and need?
I can feel you in these words; you can see it in my trembling knees.  
Broken when you found me, look where i have come.
i can almost stop the trembling and get these wobbly legs to run.

I'm at a full sprint now, into the safety of your warmth.
Let me sink in these arms, a drowning of a satisfied corpse.  
As i fall to the bottom of your depths, i'm looking up at the surface.
The bubbles rise and i begin to grasp what i see in the calmness of  
your baby blue eyes.

My body is drifting, meeting your coral Reefs now.  
Is this the feeling? i believe, i am greeting peace now.  
I've decided you are the one i would like to keep, somehow.
Broken when you found me, look where i have come.

You are the ocean in which i can never outrun.

(s.m)

Oh sweet, sweet thing
How are you so perfect?
But oh my dear
How are you so blind?
Don't you see all the hearts
Resting in the palms of your hands

Oh sweet, sweet thing
How do you not know?
And oh my dear
How can you be so oblivious?
To the simple facts around you
That I am slowly falling for you.

Oh sweet, dumb thing
Why don't you get it?
I know all of your secrets
I see all of the hearts
I know where you have confessed
Your love to lie in the hands of another

Oh dumb, stupid thing
Why have you not changed?
You do no good with my heart
You hold it so carefully
But only in one hand
And although it feels comfortable
It's odd to know that a wing span away
Sits another heart in another hand
And someone with another hope

My dear, sweet thing
Can't you see?
You have chosen to pick the
The wildflower in all her
Undone glory
To care for but you have
Forgotten your vase is full of roses

And flowers die without a place to be held.