I  can feel the encroaching tide approaching right on time.
Sailors pass on boats that slowly move in the night.
I struggle just to hear her speak, her voice is soft or
my ears are weak.
The wind whips past in the oceans crashing roar.
In the light of this full moon shes beautiful even more.
When we get together and talk, they're beautiful conversations.
The way we sit together and write makes beautiful lines.
Even when we sit together in silence, it's a beautiful silence.

I look at you and Im reminded of only good things.
Warm feelings that now seem to have escaped my life completely.
Making these memories didnt seem to be the heartfelt kind.
I think we just glorify things over time.
Playing memories back over and over in our mind,
until the memory played, is a memory made
by your lonely heart.
i remember the start.
We met that winter,
the first year the city had ever been through
the frost.
When the roads closed down we got lost,
walking around til all our energy was exhaust.
Days seemed shorter, it was just as chaotic then
but now it all seems to have been so perfectly ordered.

I can feel the questions before she mentions what's on her mind.
I wanna focus on making things better, there's always time.
This isn't true,
I could be gone tomorrow so could you.
I'm burning with her lipsticks red,
but im feeling every shade of blue.
Somethings are better left unsaid.
so I'll bite my lip on how badly i wish you'd bite my lip.
This world is crazy and i know that you know,
a life can be tough when you're making it on your own.
At seventeen we hit the streets, and found a place to
sleep and eat. found a place to finally, be. but,
No bond is concrete and no one is beyond he
In the lapse of time, from then to now.
ive lost my way somewhere, somehow.

I'm someone that shell never see
I'm in a place she'll never be.
Tonight she sleeps in one of these
silent houses
And I type and  re type because I continually doubt it.
It starts with me it ends with her
That's how I choose to live my world.

i think my brain has become,
as cold and numb,
as the hand beneath my thumb.
where do i begin, where do i start?
always with a thought
provoking further loss of my tolerance
to love,
In this day its best to stay in the light,
and all that ive been is staying for the night.

Think back to the days when just me and you
Was enough to keep your heart amused.
So it seems things inevitably change.

I know it's selfish to wish things to be the same
Cause people grow up and build upon the pain. 

The memories you're bound to forget, will play on in my head.

Long after my life has been led.

And i will spend time thinking about all the things we said. 

Wondering where you rest, 
I'll imagine a life where we had our happy end.

I miss you like you wouldnt believe, its killing me not so softly.

I'm trampled under heavy foot, my hearts been on fire, 
now a mound of soot. 
I hope and pray and wish so much, that I could even have a look, a touch, a taste.
 I know things could be different, for instance, we could be smiles and fun!...
if I hadn't jumped the gun
and had you wishing it wouldn't go on. 
I'm stunned.
at how foolish I can act, 
at how frustration says words I cannot take back. 
 You're not mine.. I know that,
 but love is there 
and that's a fact.