You don't have to carry your heart
I'll make sure I carry yours
Let it be with me
I'll take good care of it, you'll see

Though you didn't permit my heart
to enter your beautiful cart
but I'll make sure your heart is safe
and lives happily at my place

Though my heart is not your guest
buy my feelings you respect
your respect sometimes seems to be a pity
and your replies are quite a time witty

A small talk
and then a long pause
yeah it hurts my heart
but my heart will never give up

call me shameless
or say I'm desperate
I don't give a ****
I'll do whatever I can!

I'll let you hurt me..
I'll let you tear my heart out..
I'll let you burn my insides..
I'll let you **** a part of me..
I'll die one bit at a time..
I'll cry with all my might..
What I won't let you do is.. take my dreams away!!
I won't let you take away the light that leads me on!!
I won't let you take away my breath!! My life!!
I won't let you take away anything that I hold dear!!
For when you'll be tired of making me suffer..
I'll get up..
And I'll put back all the pieces that you have shattered..
And that day.. I'll make sure..
I'm much better at everything you tried to ruin me at..

The right question should be, "Who's on your mind?"
And the right answer would be you...

It's 12:03am on a Tuesday morning
And all I can think about
Is what it would be like,
If I were Marilyn Monroe,
And you were JFK.
If we were closeted lovers,
Or one-time pleasure seekers.
If you were a *******;
If I were a *** symbol.
If we could be anything more than
Friends.
Acquaintances.
Strangers...
It's 12:07am and you're probably sleeping,
Arms wrapped around your Jackie O.
And I know I keep saying
I don't need you,
But this ceiling fan is ****** company,
And ****, do I want you.

It won't stop for a minute,
It won't keep pace if you slow down,
I didn't need more proof of its insanity,
When I realised,
This world keeps spinning, around

Beyond a world full of distortion
Lies a substance of purest emotion
Above the realm of insanity
shows the clearest picture of reality

For every light that shines
darkness shows divine
For every time that moves
cessation improves

For every chaos that arise
serenity never dies
To every peak we reach
in each blunder we speaks

Life is oxymoronic
It what makes it iconic
for every up that goes
every down must follow

Even I couldn't comprehend
this simple truth, my friend

I met him when he was broken.
His heart was knitted together with strings so fragile.
But he lived as though he had no burden on his shoulders.

He knew death like he knew love.
They were his companions.

I think that's what I love about him.
And what more?
His quietness breached my silence.
His discerning look left me mesmerized.
His touch killed me.
His lips burned me.
He made love to me like he wanted to devour my being.
He loved me in the most brutal way.

But when I had to leave, he looked at me in quiet desperation.
He doesn't understand that it is not I who can fill the void in his soul.