Wasn’t it a love song
When you told me, you cared for me
on a hill top alongside all your dark history
You’d fall for me
inside of a capsule of your haunting thoughts,
You were battling
Run with your demons, paint a mask
As they befriended me

Wasn’t in a love song
When we roamed In fires, you made love to me
Cast the net, but you were always there to release
You cared for the moon, but I’m a sun that couldn’t see
Burning fingers, you buried the ashes underneath
Filling me with doubt, you weren’t there for me

Cause you didn’t love me, you couldn’t love me

But wasn’t it a love song
When I cried for you to love me
I walked on paths, I wouldn’t cross if you hadn’t guided me
And all of those cracks in the walls i was painting
Stood outside your heart, even when it was raining

Wasn’t it a love song
When you ran away from me
With the pack of wolfs, you were always howling
After your pray, you would slay you would find me,
So if you’re speaking honestly
That on the full moons, I’m still the sun you would see

But you didn’t love me, You couldn’t love me

But isn’t this a love song?

I tried to remember this feeling
Of staring in your sun
I’m peeling
Reeling, from how you were my perfect faith
Closing other doors that were never built
Out of the guilt, of loosing you
Until your shoulders started to tilt
And spilt into mine
Handing me promises you built, but couldn’t keep
Either in nightmare or sleep
I grasp to what’s there- holding onto a glass that’s shattered
Cause even if you’re broken glass, you mattered.
Watching how you grew your horns
Picking off the petals and leaving the thorns
Wishing each time it rained it didn’t have to pour
But was this before, or after
You forged your signature on this disaster
Thinking you were only filled with laughter
My darling- you kept trying to eat my spark
Glowing mouths, but I’m stuck in the dark
Left with the mark of every time you would tell yourself you were no longer mine
Waiting for the perfect glass of wine
Screaming in silence, I would never forget
How time after time-
I would drown in your liquid regret
Letting go of your glass that is shattered
Wishing I would look back, and think that you mattered

You’re the sun on my skin
Crawling through my hairs, letting me feel the heat.
Lighting me up, until I spill a sunset
Pouring over all the skies.
I begin to transcend into night
Capturing stars in my eyes.
Waiting until tomorrow,
To feel you burn again

You were my morning coffee.
With each sip, you became my perfect drip
I became alive-
But never learning
I wouldn’t notice my tongue burning
Neglecting how many grounds I began to waste
Now noticing each day there was a different taste.
Bold. Enriching my mind.
Memories becoming to thick, getting lost in the grind
Fulfilling. Holding you to warm the parts of me that weren’t awake.
Bitter. Starting days with dissatisfaction, never taking a second to reckon my intake of my reaction
Strong. Conquering moments that were holding me back
Forgetting the tendencies I seemed to lack
Perfect. There was nothing else I needed to sustain my days
Routined in my ways
I became addicted
Better then anything that could be predicted
You made the days seem easier, and I felt more aware. Like without you I wouldn’t be all there.
I never thought that you would ever run out after this long -that I would need to take my time having you.
I was wrong.
Unfulfilled. I started burning from the inside out
I could never control the amount
Raw. From each time my lips were burning
Weak. Throughout time I forgot how to make you strong
I just stopped learning.
Cold. From each time that I had left you sitting out-
You couldn’t handle the amount of time waiting for me to wake up and need you.
You were my morning coffee.