I have a lover, you might know her. A beauty in disguise; she is sometimes coy, sometimes brash. It came like an epiphany, the moment I realised she meant everything to me.
We sometimes hate each other or I ignore her or I just can’t find her no matter how hard I try; though I know she is inside me
And I know how to manipulate her - how to charm her She tells me what i want to hear Sometimes she lets me be beautiful, other times she makes me a monster.
Sweet cacophony til my mouth runs dry, my aching hand connotes a moment of passion, of intimacy and when Im drunk, she brings out the worst in me.
I’ll always be in love with her, even though it will always be uncertain whether she loves me back even though she is not always there for me, when I need her Even though it would be easier to forget about her.
Unrequited as it may be I’ll never stop needing her, I’ll never stop looking for her, I’ll never stop trying my best for her. She’s made me all that I am, She’s made my world a better place, The least I could do Is to spend my life trying to return the favour.
What better melody than the noise of being short of breath; heart’s fast and body burning Everything’s quiet but the bed sheets rustling Because really the best music is felt, not heard So listen to me as I don’t say a word
I like the song we sing when we’re drunk The one where it sounds like you’re telling me to be yours for just a night more
A harmony, The way our mouths move harmoniously
An orchestra, How this mess was orchestrated so precisely
And the chorus plays again - the noise of being short of breath; Heart’s fast and body burning Everything’s quiet
Is it possible to have gone from hope to **** to hate to Love and back around again and again until it spirals down deep into the core of me that it messes with my senses and it is not my heart that is broken but my head ?
self-destructive but in the process I wreck you too and we go in circles trying to fix what you last broke of me what I last broke of you