When I leaned on your chest
your heartbeat was racing
I held on to that bliss
Nevermind if this is temporary

With your hand on my hip,
we were going places
I didn’t need anything else
And in that moment,
I felt truly alive


-c.s.

Don’t get with a writer
if you’re not gonna stay
because she’ll remember your eyes
piercing into hers
Your lips—
the words you whispered
in your candle-lit room
and the smell of your hair
as you both fell into the night
So don’t get with a writer
if you’re not gonna stay
because she’ll make something
out of those sweet nothings
and she will write about it
until her mind bleeds



-c.s.

It's 4 a.m. and I'm feeling kinda blue
Here I am thinking---
how I just wanted to get to know you
But you made your way out
with same old excuses I have heard before
You made your bed, gave empty promises,
then proceeded out the door

Maybe I'm just sad
about how easy you gave me the butterflies
If only I had listened
when they told me they were nothing but
mere illusion and pretty lies

Or maybe I was too naive
to believe again
that I could find it in you
I was only hurting myself with ideas
that were too good to be true

- c.s.

I will never forget
that rainbow on the balcony
your voice on the line
for the first time

Beautiful and tragic, isn't it?

It would've been you
could've been me
Oh it would've been heaven
and today would've been seven



(041721)
- c.s.