She was seated in the lobby of the grandest hotel
I've ever had the pleasure to frequent
pristine down to the last detail  
smooth pencil skirt emotion lining her face

Something strangely familiar made me stop  
She looked holding me in the embrace of her stare  
Puzzled as to why I was hovering
willing me to move on
Used to strangers stopping for no reason
It was the burden she bared

She turned her head just slightly
Kind of tilting her self to get a better view
Across her beautiful cheek bone was a scar so deep
As though someone had taken a blade and tried to slice away her beauty
And yet beauty is more than skin deep

An older gentlemen shuffled past me
Holding out his arm
She rose and linked hers through his
A weary smile on lips of crimson
She turned her head
Pretending that this was normal
Pretending she didn't know who I was
Pretending she wasnt someone from the other side of town

May you sleep on sheets of satin and may lace clothe your body
You are worth more
Tell yourself this before you leave this world
You are worth so much more

I truly cared about you
All your worries, insecurities
I supported you through them all
But for what?

You're going to get with another girl soon who's
Going to be an empty ****
Which in the end,
You wanted me to be

Good luck
Finding someone else that will accept all of you
The boy who hides his true self
Masquerades everything in a shroud of false confidence
And breaks down with the slightest of difficulties

I pity her already
Because
You draw girls in
The way you know exactly what to say
And after claiming you're madly in love,
You cast them aside
Like they meant nothing at all

I'm sure hell
Feels better
Than watching you grow smaller
In my rear view mirror

I thought I've felt love,
but in reality the only love
I've known is the soft kisses
the bottle of alcohol has left
against my dry lips and
the sheets that hold my
tired and lonesome body at night.
The morning hangovers
remind me I'm the boy
who is destined to be
alone.
-o.b

You were born to dance
run free in the wind
don't tie yourself
you shouldn't get stuck in one place

This kite
is not a dancer
it barely noticed the wind
for many many years

The kite is stuck
******* on a lamp post
cold and lonely
but scared to let go

Kite, cut yourself free
let the next breeze
lift you high
and let you be you

I pick it off my shelf again
The same book I
Always go to on nights
Like this

It's familiar
Comforting
Like I
Oh so want you to be

I want to kiss you
And your lips
As smooth as
The torn edges of its cover

I want to touch you
And your body
I will have memorized like
All the words written in ink

I want to love you
And the noises you make
Will be as familiar
As every dog eared page

Let me hold you close
And fall asleep with you in my bed
Like a well-read book does
On nights
Such as this