every night i softly cry
eat an apple, hope to die
you've left me here, so red and flushed
im waiting for you, but i feel rushed
the bleeding heart slips from my grasp
i run to catch it in a dash
but only you can break its fall
and as it hits, I slowly crawl
to you.
adieu.
goodbye,
sweet lie.

with a soft red top

he stood, face glistening in the spotlight

his character was funny, however

i couldn't bring myself to laugh.

i was in awe.

i, a lowly peasant to his acclaimed king,

was in awe of his greatness.

he leaves the stage, exiting left.

must he go?

he walks past me.

"****, don't look."

he goes past, turns in my direction

i turn redder than his hair, i move slightly to the left

and in that moment,

every bone in my body said

screamed

shouted

"wow."

a hand to hold
sounds so precious
as i lay
in an empty bed
with a full heart
waiting
for someone
to take my hand
my brain overflows
with the thoughts of one
but i dare not tip the glass
for the fear of a spill
overrules the aching
and as it drips
i grasp
for a hand
which doesn't exist
i believe in
love at first sight
because it's the only love
my lonely eyes
can create
a big planet
full of people
and my hand
stays vacant
it's so hard
to say you've never
made contact
with another humans lips
in an unconditional
heartfelt
symbolic
embrace
why
is the only question
i can ask
that will never have an answer
and i have yet
to see a change in that
but i guess
it's for the best
because my weakness
takes over my confidence
and ruins it all
and so i lay
in the empty bed
hand outstretched
waiting
for
touch
love
acceptance
belonging
happines­s

i wanna love you when the faces stare
and love you when there are no faces around.
i wanna feel your embrace
and feel you nipping soft purple spots on my neck.
i wanna smile for you
and cry for you.
i wanna break down my walls
and piece togerther your heart.
i wanna hold your hand
and hold your love.