You don’t see yourself in the morning
When the sun is coming up
And your eyes are slowly opening
You don’t know that kind of love
You don’t see yourself when you’re  laughing
How your body shakes and eyes light up
You don’t know that kind of feeling
You don’t know that kind of love
You don’t see yourself when you’re crying
When your eyes fill up with pain
You don’t see your strength in that moment
You don’t know that kind of love
You couldn’t see yourself how I see you
And the way that makes me feel
You’ll never know your own true beauty
You don’t know that kind of love

You looked like a bag of sweet
Gifted to me, an innocent treat
The sky was pink, purple and blue
A cotton candy backdrop behind you
It was as exciting as a summer fair
Us, standing in the middle of nowhere
We felt like kids loose in a candy store
We had something sweet, we wanted more
With you there in that moment, I felt free
The kind of free we all someday hope to be
My cotton candy lover, my summer dream
I promise you’ll always find me on your team

You looked like a bag of sweet
Gifted to me, an innocent treat
The sky was pink, purple and blue
A cotton candy backdrop behind you
It was as exciting as a summer fair
Us, standing in the middle of nowhere
We felt like kids loose in a candy store
We had something sweet, we wanted more
With you there in that moment, I felt free
The kind of free we all someday hope to be
My cotton candy lover, my summer dream
I promise you’ll always find me on your team

I want to want to
Be happy

But maybe I don’t want to
Be happy

I saw her on a rainy day when the
Clouds had decided to take a break
She sighed as rain fell on her shoulder
And I stared for just one moment longer
Before she caught me and looked away
I caught myself not knowing what to say
I turned and faced the other way
And heard footsteps getting further astray;
Mine

Why.

I hate you
but
I think about you
Sometimes when I’m
Alone in bed
I think about
Your warm embraces
And the words we
Could’ve said


I hate you
but
There’s certain songs
I can’t listen to
Because they were ours
And I remember
All the words
But they don’t sound right
Without you

I hate you
but
I still get the urge to call
And tell you all about
How my days been
And chat away
About everything
And nothing

I hate you
but
I hate that we
Didn’t work more
Because maybe
In another lifetime
Across another shore
We might’ve worked out
You might’ve loved me
more
Than I hate you