i wish i could love you
gently, but the beating in my
chest is echoing like a choir
through cathedral halls
and i don't know how to think
about you quietly

(maybe, if there is a god, he
meant for our song to be
heard by heaven)

You want to show me
some real love,
then please,
lover of the poetic-art,
**** on my words,
keep a tight grip
on my concepts,
don't fight me,
move with my flow,
*******
with more theory,
swallow all of my stories,
don't miss a drop
& return for more.

I want you reader,
I want you really bad,
I want you to know,
it means a lot to me
you see,
your reading-actions
make me fiery-hot,
I write harder,
harder & harder.

No one will ever know how close you were,
Or how much you hurt
Until you JUST DO IT.
You can't write, stop writing
You can win, stop fighting.
JUST DO IT.

No one else is gonna DO IT for you
And you can never ask them to.
Fear tells me you won't DO IT.
But he's too rational.
Courage says stop thinking.
Because he's scared.
And Forsight never cared.

Go, run now, to the kitchen!
Quickly, before the brain kicks in!
Grab the first thing you see,
Looks sharp enough to me.
No time, to change my mind
JUST DO IT.
This is a job for the bottle.

How about
We play pretend
You pretend that I'm not there
And I'll pretend you're all I own
You Pretend that I'm just a friend
And I'll Pretend you're everything else
We'll pretend that I wake up to see your eyes
And I'll pretend that I sleep in your arms
Let's pretend that you're you
And I'll pretend I'm me
Playing pretend with you