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John Nov 2016
so, here's to the anxiety.
the nights i was so drunk i couldn't see.
the times i told you "i love you".
when you said you didn't think it was true.
the shivering and the icy rain.
lips quivering and stinging pain.
John Nov 2016
in your darkest hour. on the doorstep of your despair
i will come for you with open arms. i'll always be there.
your touch had me realizing. your love, i was analyzing.
baby, you're so tantalizing. you've got me breezily rhyming.

now, i've gotten ahead of myself before.
so now i'm wary.
those eyes have reached my core.
it's almost scary.

i've never had someone even come close to understanding.
i never knew that could happen, but now here you are.
you know who you are, you wreak havoc like hurricane sandy.
but now it's not my house, it's my beating heart.
John Nov 2016
you're so gentle and you shed so much beautiful light.
but it's like we're driving down that dark road at night.
i feel you next to me, you put your hand over mine.
i was blind once, but you made it so i could see the sign.
i owe you more than i could ever put into words.
i've said it once already but it seems you haven't heard.

so when i break down, i need you to start me back up.
it sounds like a lot, but for you it won't be a problem.
and that's why, from the floor, i'm saying i need picking up.
i'm a child, i know, and you're a pretty pink blossom.
springing from the ground without a care in the world.
or a thought, and that's why i fear you'll be running away.
once you catch wind, once you hear what i'm trying to say.
John Nov 2016
i don't think about you a whole lot.
and i feel bad about that.
but from the boat which you've rocked,
my boat in the middle of your sea.
we're intertwined, but we're not locked.
you smile and say you mean nothing but the best.
and, with my whole heart, i believe you.
but, the problem is that i believe you.
i don't deserve you.
i'd never let you
let yourself down.

so why don't you take your crown

and find a boy who needs the sound
of your voice.
i've no choice.
i'm not the boy.
i'm not the boy.
John Nov 2016
close the door
hit the floor
you want more
but i'm giving you all that i have

you were mystical
like a myth to me
something magical
you filled up all that i could see

but then it was done
yeah, we had our fun
made me feel like i was the only one
the two of us bathing, burning in the sun
John Oct 2016
i don't trust anyone
because i know no one's perfect
for a while, it was fun
but it wouldn't, it didn't stick

love will wear us out
love will tear us apart
love will make us doubt
love inside an upside-down shopping cart
another ode to joy division & ian curtis
John Oct 2016
broke my spirit not once, but thrice
everyone eventually pays the price
at your house, at your own expense
i wanna quit but nothin' makes sense
because i've borrowed everything i've ever lent
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