It's ironic
that the worst way
to receive love
is to need it

Liquor are your lips
Never sweet on the first sip
Now I'm  madly addicted
Oh baby, you are an acquired taste

I always thought
You would be different
But ****
You are so indifferent

There were two things I wanted that night
Either your heart or closure
What you gave instead was silence.

I feel like a prisoner
and distance is my prison bars
With invisible handcuffs
I walk this lonely town
A hundred footsteps or maybe two
But all I wanna do is fly
And be right there next to you

This wave will eventually crash
But I'll surf it anyway
If only for that fleeting moment
Before the waters finally fold

Reckless soul, I’ve been
Searched for that pearl underneath
Worth every breath that is held
Not quite sure if surface is at hand

Back at the shore, empty handed
Soaked in salt and sand
Crawling and gasping for breath
Afraid of the ocean again

The waves caress against my skin
Lulling me to rest and sleep
The waves eventually crash
But I lay in them still

Loving you was not the fireworks I expected – deafening and bright
You were the calming embers against the receding smoke
Beautiful and serene – If you know where to look