The new generation of breed,
is constantly seeking greed
Greed is the most destructive desires in human race,
also one of the worst disgrace

A greedy individual does not care and never feels guilty
In their state of mind it is an attribute to be seen clearly
Greed is the biggest threat to civilization,
it can bring disastrous wars to nations

Life  is a never ending circle of endless greed
The seed of greed is only constantly used to mislead

I always come to you when i’m tired of life
Sticks and stones break bones, words cut like a knife
Sometimes i can’t sleep, i lie awake in my bed
Staring at the sky, dark, like the thoughts in my head
I, often, wonder what happens to the soul when you die
Does it roam free in paradise..can it walk, can it fly?
Will i see my grandparents, uncle, and father there?
Will anyone on earth even notice or care?
Will my body just rot on this bed that i made
While memories of me so soon they will fade
The answer to these questions, i won’t know for a while
So i’ll keep pretending as i walk around with a smile
Because i don’t have the guts to put a blade to this wrist
And i don’t have a gun to blow my brains into bits
So, i’ll keep living the same day every day
And turn to you when i have something to say
Because it’s you i come to when i’m tired of life
Sticks and stones break bones, words cut like a knife..

If you love her, tell her so.
             If you don't, she'll never fully know.
If you love her, notice the little things.
             Like when she changes her style.
If you love her, when she's sad try and make her smile.
             If you love her, hear what she is trying to say.
Think of how she feels.
             If you love her, really know her, know what she would pick or say.
But most importantly if you really love her, when things get rough, stay.

The time-
   their worst enemy
How could they keep on talking
While they cannot hear each other?
The space-
    seems cooperative, but not to them
It goes with time
So they always feel this way
He is near but far
But oftentimes far but near
They have to thank the hearts
For keeping them beside each other
Waiting is what they always do
Time is naughty
Space is silly
Near but far
Far but near
They will wait for their right time
They will wait for this space to become narrow
Until they find each other
In each others' arm

the thing is you dont have to tell me
we're going to be forever
you dont have to tell me
we'll always be together

you dont have to tell me youre staying
you dont have to tell me what youre feeling
you dont have to shout your love
you dont have to do anything

'cause baby when our enigmatic silence floats
thats the time when i think of you
and how much of your presence
is actually there

Wake up to reality
Seems like I’ve got an affinity
For playing with your center of gravity
Can I paint your mental walls red?
Hop on a plane just to find myself in your bed
Possible....
Some might even say probable
But only if you bow down
To worship my invisible crown
Misled, misread but still a thoroughbred
Undeniably ready to be ridden
There are no misgivings
You want vivd?
Tie me up in ribbons
Enjoy my only submission

© 2014 Peach

He feels the exact same way.
Only he's been feeling it from the 29th of June, rather than the 27th.
Holy ****.
He's renting a private room so we can spend days doing whatever we like.
This love doesn't appeal to parents,
And this love doesn't appeal to many..
But this love is real.
And I don't care what anyone else has to say.