As the ball dropped and the countdown began
The chances of him appearing was ever so slim,
10, 9, 8, I waited and waited
7, 6, perhaps we really weren't fated.
I hoped with all my heart that wasn't true,
Because all I wanted to be was somebody to you.
But then, 5,4, his familiar face appeared
3, 2, 1, I know now, there's nothing to fear
For our lips crashed and our vision blurred,
Fireworks erupted and New Yorkers cheered
We stayed still and dried our tears,
It really is a happy new year.

That boy's got my heart in a silver cage
To capture it, he spent days and days
But once it was seized, he locked it up
then looked at it once, and left it to rot.

He would come up to it, between 6 month intervals,
And bring it back to life, like it wasn't any trouble,
But then he'd grow dark and smash it into two,
and the cycle repeats, through and through.

He used to slip his fingers in the between the bars,
And cared for my heart, and played with my stars
He'd polish my prison, and renovate it pretty
and make sure I'm looking, when he swallows the key.

You see, the thing is:

I could escape and flee with a snap of my fingers,
I've come very close but I always linger
He teases and tortures but it's heavenly agony
I close my eyes, turn around and let him take me.

It was like dousing myself in gasoline
and waiting for sparks to fall from our lips
anticipating the moment our bodies reached such a high degree
our proximity glowed red.

Craving the spread of your feelings
from limb to clambering limb
flames leaping from fingertips
and burning the places I falsely called love.

But I eat your ash with a smile
fan the cinders still presiding in my heart
with your brimming words;
ignore the fact I'm still cold
and it looks like you're running out of matches.

I have cried rivers and lakes
and even seas,
but never an ocean so rough and dark.

Your ship is in the distance
throwing life rings to other struggling souls,
as salt water creeps its way into my lungs.

Time passes.  Your eyes are visible now,
preparing to toss me a life line.
And you look straight into mine as you cut the rope.

There he was yet again...
Gazing at her perfection...

Losing all his senses for a while
Trying to find himself in her reflection...

The rain poured suddenly
Soaking all in its hue...

But he kept away..
Even from the drops of dew...

Yet he was drenched
In a feeling unnamed...

Standing alone under the starry sky
He was inked & stained......
    
                    ❤Inked&Stained; with LOVE❤

when someone tells you that they want you,
you don't really feel anything
but when someone tells you that they don't want you anymore
you feel every ounce of it

you re read it over and over again
trying to figure out what you did or said wrong in the past 24 hours
you analyze all your moves from the start of the relationship
and when you find out that you didn't **** up
you just don't understand why
you don't understand what went wrong
that "don't" and "anymore" in that sentence weigh down on your heart
you can't stop thinking about it
you think,
"hey I'm okay, not worth my time anyway to be stressing over someone who is not stressing over me"
but that only helps for 5 minutes
and then you're back at it
trying to figure out what went wrong
and it's just a cycle
every **** hour
you're not okay
but oh you want to be
you want to be

let the bridges crumble into ash and dust.
let the stars fear our brilliance.
let the rest of the world drown out what lies beyond
the barricade.
lay down your arms -
i am almost yours.
you need only to surrender.