You're stuck in my head like a broken record
Every time I want to skip
It just replays
There are no other tracks
And this one is scratched
Together we're meticulously mismatched

The I'm sorry
The it's ok
The silent battle
A dummy
For anyone
Just humans made to experiment
To cut, chop, and burn
We live just to die
Of a battle that is silent
To become a statistics
The silent battle that kills
Yet few people know
I'm already dead

The rain drops falling
Are not only from the sky
But from my eyes too
Down my cheekbones
Onto the floor
Dropping softly
Nobody notices

We’ve all met the person that lights up a room
the world stops spinning there is no gloom
I once met a girl
with sunshine on her head
Moonlight in her bones
And lighting in her heart
This girl was so different
So special one could say
That all of these elements
Would stay with her till her dying day
Now only one year I had with her
That was quite a shame
But even after a short while
I knew she felt the same
The sunshine hair
I would see again
But when it happens
I’ll say amen

You’re a work of art
Not as poised as a painting
Not as tangible as a sculpture
Not real enough to be a photograph
Not fake enough to be a drawing
The lines of your nose
The angles of your lip
The shadows of your collar bone
The wrinkles of your smile
The dots of your skin
The curvature of your teeth
The length of your limbs
The flow of your hair
But the words that fall off your tongue
The trickle of your laugh
To me
You are worthy of a museum

The air is fair and thin yet so powerful
Not easily seen but easily felt
Makes you shiver, but scares you
Too powerful yet kisses your face
It’s unaware wether it interacts with sunshine
But always in a haste
You know when it’s with you
The goosebumps
But the feeling on your skin is electric
It hits every nerve
Might as well be in shock
It traces every curve
But the wind
it leaves as quickly as it comes
And leaves you standing with no constants

The stardust trickles down my skin and brushed my fingertips
The universe is your lover and mine as well
We fall asleep to the frequency of planets and the pitch of blackness
We wake with the rays wishing us good morning