you tell me i don't love you
you tell me i only love the idea of you
my mind doesn't flinch to the sound of that
i may love the idea of you
but i love you more than i have ever loved myself

Your kindness has made me fall in love with the person you are.
Your sensitivity has taught me patience,
and your presence brought everlasting joy into my life.
I haven't spoken a word of how I feel to you,
and my heart has already sided with you.
You're pulling the strings to my heart, using it;
an instrument to compose your own symphony.
I never liked symphonies.

You're sitting across from me and all I can think of is how your lips would feel against mine.
You get up to sit next to me and I can almost see my chest rising and falling so fast that I begin to think if you've noticed, too.
You stare at me in a way that gets me all chocked up.
You brush your fingers through my hair and the feeling of your fingertips on my neck is so familiar.
Hold me close, and tell me you still love me.
Tell me not a day has gone by, since we've stopped talking, where you haven't loved me.
Tell me that even though you hate me for all the times I've hurt you, you will still hold me.
Hold me, and never let me go.

You walk into the classroom and a light breeze brushes up against my skin.
I can breathe again.

Coffee stains
Ink on paper
Achy flames
A heavy-hearted painter

It's safe to say the thought of your lips has conquered my mind.
One day, I'll get over you and next thing you know, I'm pressing rewind.
I don't want this to end, ever.
So let's be the best of our kind.
Humans have proved selfishness and brought disgrace to mankind.
You know I don't like my requests denied,
so just let me into your mind.

My eyes hurt and I wonder what it's like to be blind
I try to imagine a world without you, but it's inconceivable
I go on, I wonder why life is so cruel and unkind
The thought of you distracts me,
you're the reason this air is breathable