I hope
    one day
        you'll see me
              and think
"why did i let her go."

I know the pain you feel is deep,
your want from life is simple peace.
And though I cannot guarantee,
please listen closely, as I speak.

Presently you stroll alone,
searching for a hand to hold.
You feel your sorrow in your bones,
in harshest sun, you still feel cold.

Pre - dawn, however, is darkest night
that must be followed by morning light.
I pray you won't give up the fight,
the universe will set things right.

I know at times, it seems unclear
that happiness is always near.
But wholly I believe my dear,
someday soon, you'll find some cheer.

One summer night
Many long, warm days ago
We shared a memory
Where nothing mattered
But the shining of the stars
Twinkling in all their reminiscent glory

Where time flowed
Slipping into the infinite darkness
Creating a midnight horizon
Where curious thoughts
Yearned to meet far beyond
At the edge of the vast cosmos

I couldn't quite grasp it all
How the universe worked
All so seemingly perfectly
On a boundless scale
From the universe down
All the way to me and you

I laid there, smiling
Happy that somehow
I knew my life mattered
Because out of all places to be
And times to have been in
I was in that moment with you

Come away
Come away with me
Meet me at the hanging tree, down by the sea
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
I hid a raft in the wood, beyond the hanging tree
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
Leave it all behind, and start again with me
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
Sail with me to somewhere new, far beyond the sea
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
Even if we die tonight, you'll still be with me
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
Our story will live on, The Bodies on the Sea
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

Come away
Come away with me
Meet me at the hanging tree, down by the sea
Some didn't make it past
Past the hanging tree
But we will be free, sailing into the sea

~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!


SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015