Like I know every relationship has its ups and downs but loving you is like riding a rollercoaster with no brakes

Life gave me lemons
A fitting gift
To squeeze into the wounds you left on me.

Oh how to fill the hole in the heart of a man who has lost the universe
How to satisfy the needs of a creature who has kissed goodnight to every dying star
And laid his hand upon the curvature of the end of time

Oh how to be enough for someone who has everything and cares so little for it

You are the song I haven’t written yet
Because it was inspired by the most beautiful thing in earth
And I don’t have the strength to put it into words

You are the story I have written on the insides of my arms
With a marker who’s ink is red
You are the story I want to read to my grandchildren before they go to bed

You are the moon who’s scars I want to see up close
And remind you that just because the sun is so bright
Doesn’t mean you deserve to choke

You are the shadow waiting for me beyond the smoke

You are my first love and my dying breath
You’re the painting I left unfinished
Because I barely even know you yet

But I hope you realize how beautiful you really are.

Pick the rose
Prepare for the thorn
Love the thorn
Like it’s the softest petal

If I faltered
For just a moment
Standing at the altar
Would you notice
Or would you be
Far too busy
Looking past me
Looking at him

I wonder do I look
As empty as I feel
And is anything I feel
Even real?