you are the ocean waves my midnight dreams my depressed thoughts a shade of blue out of all the various hues you are my lovers eyes the calm night sky you are my love letters and heartbreaking tears my inspiration to be who I am and you are only but a color a shade of blue out of a thousand other colors to choose and yet over and over i chose you my sweet cerulean blue
you are the ocean waves my midnight dreams my depressed thoughts a shade of blue out of all the various hues you are my lovers eyes the calm night sky you are my love letters and heartbreaking tears my inspiration to be who I am and you are only but a color a shade of blue out of a thousand other colors to choose and yet over and over i chose you my sweet cerulean blue
we were two broken souls intertwined together lost then found found then lost again
we were two individuals who believed the four letter word LOVE could save us
and time again i wonder what if it had? somehow rescued us would we be different in any way? or would we still be the the fragile and unloved people we used to be?
time and time again i question if what we had was more than just lust and actually something more complex and difficult for others to comprehend
this is the theory of you and me the two lost souls that fooled around with the concept of love
time and time again i think about you about what we could’ve had but never will
all I want is to be loved to be understood to be wanted by someone to have a person love me for me who won't try to control me maybe that's asking too much because I've never had that from anyone before
These are the poems I carry with me I keep them tucked away From watchful eyes And curious minds They pour out from the heart And spill onto the page I haven’t been able To keep them contained And the poems I carry Are the ones I have carried And always will Until the moment in which All has rested All is pure And all has been forgotten