The only thing harder than being with me, is being me.

you were like the sun
looking at you hurts
I tried to look away
but to who else can I turn

you were like the sun
your gentle touch burns
but without you next to me
how can I feel warm

you were like the sun
you always gave me life
but also like the sun
you'd leave me every night

When you left me
I left my phone on mute the whole time
just in case you called

One year later
I'm still sad when I look at my missed calls
and dont see your name

Two years later
I hope you haven't forgotten my number yet
I still wait

Three years later
I realise it's been a while since my phone was on mute
I finally moved on

My phone is no longer on mute, but
I still am.

My life is me torn between
feeling everything at once
and feeling nothing at all

So feelings, where do you go when the one who loves me kisses my lips?

Yes feelings, where do you come from when the one I love slips from my fingertips?

You hold me close
and help me bloom
I kiss your lips
I leave the room

You call me once
You yell out twice
I never come
I'm paralyzed

I wish you well
I wish for you
I wish to know
what you're going through

I rise in pain
I fall in love
I look away
I look above

I feel the night
I fear the day
I fear your smile
What do I say?

You hold me close
but I'm far away
I kiss your lips
Why can't I stay?

she's beautiful she's perfect she's made of stardust

her heart is made of gold but it's light and it begins to rust

her wary eyes flee love whenever they chase lust

to the bitter words of fire her fingers readjust

under the heat and the pain in their lives she buries her guts

and all the laughs the songs and lies all the smiles she still trusts

she breaks away from yesterday and crazily cuts

cuts the clouds in nine pieces and drinks their sawdust

"***** the stars, ***** the moon," the innocence in her cussed

she grabbed the sun blew it up and violently fussed

fussed about the whereabouts of the ages of just

she clung on to the summer breeze but fell with the ghosts

she cries and laughs and screams and cheers before she combusts

and that's how her heart of gold started to rust

she's beautiful she's perfect she's made of layers of dust