You were the boy who always kept his head down
Looking for the cracks in the pavement
and the lost constellations in the dirt
You never glanced up, and I never caught your eye
Because you were too busy trying not to trip
But what if I promised to catch you
And what if I promised I'd watch for those cracks
and when I found those constellations lose within the depths of the ground
We could share it over the stars and a few lost nights
of tossing and turning as our hearts beat
together over no sleep

If only you knew,
If only you could understand,
The one thing that means so much to me.
Love.
I love you.
Its not traditional,
But its true.
Its love.
Love is love,
And details aren't important.
I love you.
I hope,
This is my one hope,
That you love me too.

The idea of love is so beautiful
but the execution, so dire.

Her eyes are black,
Her weight is down,
The grasp of this love,
Is bringing her down.
The tracks of their love,
Weigh up and down her arm.
The hours they spend,
Get her more wrapped in its charm.
The last day she beckoned his call,
He took her all.
As she dazed off she remembered that day
When she found his love and he took the pain away.
Now she is numb, there is no need to fight.
She lost her life, swimming in a pool of knives.

Just so you know,
You and I will never grow.
All the woe.

Fill my nights with fright
Paranoia when we grow past midnight.
Peaking at the sight, of another pill.
You my love have stolen my will.

I feel trapped in a cocoon , some days, a Butterfly