i feel selfish when i kiss you
do i love you for me
or is this love new?

i fear what i feel is fake
but if it were fake
would i be lying here with
thoughts of you keeping me awake?

someone please tell me
when is it the idea or the person
that you are in love with?

i would like to write you letters
on how to protect yourself from me
i wonder if i could love you better
if i loved myself a little more lately

my grip on you is so strong
that i am scared you might break
so i cry in ruination all night long

these are the thoughts that keep me awake

fetch me my coat
my shoes are by the door
i am not waiting for you anymore

there has been a drought
that has starved me to death
but i have better things to do
with my dying breath.

my mirror has shattered;
my glass façade.
i no longer urge myself
to fuel your cause

i figured it out
it's your laughter
that i can't stop thinking about
the effortless way you carry yourself
tucking the stars in your pocket
i float in the ocean and let it engulf
every part of me
like my heart shaped locket
that holds you as a memory

you are an angel that came down from the clouds
but you like it when i play my music loud
there is something about the warmth in your eyes
that breaks my heart from it's calloused disguise
i like the way you play with your hair
with the curls that twist in never ending spirals
i close my eyes to dream about it for a while