Do I startle you?
I can engulf you,
I can make your tongue swell,
Swivel dance do twists unthinkable slither upside down,
Into the grooves at the roof of your mouth,
You’ll take me to your grave,
Til Death do us part, my sweetheart,
I will be etched into your cold slab of stone,
Immortalised there,
Forever

For the times we used to share
Repressed now
In my memories
Echoing at me back and forth, all the time yet
Never will I ever forget,
Don't you dare turn your back on me
Since you've changed it's not the same; it
Hurts
I** know you have moved on but
Physically, I'm still here

I am here and I am broken,
My life a gift or given token,
My mind is completely shattered,
Nothing ever stays the same
I'm the girl he singled out,
I had to play his game

He took my will and set it free,
One love lost; not meant to be
He was now my first mistake,
He made me watch my friendships break,
And now revealed all that's written:
Love isn't real; love's forbidden

Walk in a field with me,
Settle down with me,
Make flowers with me,
Make love with me.

I’m struggling to find you,
Lost in a swirling storm of memories,
You used to be mine, surely
Yet I’m struggling, indefinitely, to find you.

You held my hands once,
Whispered you’d love me ‘til time stopped,
Where have you gone?
We were like hearts encompassed in a world of ice.

Crack me open and deliver my soul,
Weld it onto your own and we will love,
Imprint your lips onto mine,
And we will love.

I cannot find you.

I was sat on the bathroom floor,
the wet, hard floor,
Trying to make myself sick
I just wanted to feel better
I thought that might be the answer

She came in and she held my hand
She dried my tears and told me what I had to do
I told her she'd make a brilliant mum
one day and we laughed

A bond between us connected
In those hours when we were sat on the floor
My heart felt as though it were breaking
And she was there. Right there

He and I had never really talked much
But in those four days that we had to share
I felt our friendship grow and I was grateful
That he was there to listen

She and I never had much in common
Apart from our insecurities we held in discussion on long walks home,
Yet I felt she was the one closer to me,
That she almost even understood

I don't even know why I'm fretting
It isn't as if they care for much longer
If they want to say goodbye, then so be it
But I'll be grateful for the times that I could really
actually call them my friends
instead of all this sad pretending

We had fun

I'm sat here thinking,
Thinking about love,
The fragile, rippling tremors that are carried
In a voice as the first person dares
To say those three iconic words,
Thick with the essence of love

They know their life is about to change
For either good or bad,
They know their heart's going to get broke
Yet they can't bear to run
No. They've got to stay

Stay up late,
Playing hideaway beneath the covers
Share kisses on the beach,
Hold hands under the table like school children
Because let's not forget,
We were once

Trade secrets at 5 minutes past midnight,
Pillow fights,
Make love,
Make fun,
Say those three words that changed everything,
Over and over, and over and over

It was two words that swayed me
Into thinking that maybe this could be good,
That maybe, dare I believe it, this could be something extraordinary
And on the seventeenth day of the fourth month,
Nothing and everything had truly changed

If I am ever to get my heart broken one day
Let me say,
I'm glad that it will be by you

I'm sat here thinking,
Thinking about love,
What it does,
What breakable damage it can really do

How couples argue,
How they divorce,
How they trample their anger out over each other,
How they can drag each other recklessly through the mud

One person says "love me",
The other says they cannot
A lonely stranger following their wanted one,
Forever alone in the emptiness of a solitary heart

When trust is broken,
Dragged out and over,
Through the jagged teeth of a relationship
Which is forever doomed to fail

Adultery is a sin,
Where you hurt people
And hurt people,
A messy, ****** triangle of love

Because love isn't silence,
It can be emotional turmoil,
Hurting and wanting and needing,
And **breaking