Sydney Adams Phillips

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

You say you don't realize what you do to me.
But i still don't understand how you can't see.
You play with my heart and mind.
Fool around with those thoughts of mine.

Your smile makes my heart beat fast.
But now i realize it would never last.
I need to stop loving you.
Because what you say isn't true.

These words i say are lies.
You and I will never truly say goodbye.
Your face captivates my thoughts.
Everyday my heart gets caught.
beating only for you.
But it has for many a few.

And now you are gone.
I can live on.
With out you teasing me.
I can be who i wish to be.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

I love you more than the number of lies told everyday.

I've told many lies in my life.
But after they passed my lips.
My heart filled with strife.
Then I began to think.
Of the number of lies on the brink.
Of being told everyday.
It's hard to prove my love to you.
Because lies make everything not true.
This line met my lips without knowing.
And my love for you began truly showing.
That line that I did say.
Was that I love you more than the number of lies told everyday.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

Tangled in my mind and heart.

My ears are ringing, or are they singing?
I'm not sure but it sounds pure.
Or are they telling me what to do?
Telling me to love you.
Why does this always happen to me?
My mind telling me who i need to be.
I love you, it's true.
But I also love many a few.
My mind is tangled inside.
I am a lover, I cannot hide.
My ears ring, when my heart sings.
Which is almost everyday.
Either way.
It obvious who I love.
So please don't push me away with a shove.
It's not my fault, I can't control my heart and soul.
There's many loves that make me feel whole.
I wish you could be the only one.
But when i'm with you i'm still looking for the sun.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

I fear you, but one day, we will be together.

I'm sorry, what's your name again? I got lost in your eyes.
And how empty they are of lies.
How they squint to see a face.
And smile, just in case.

You catch my stare.
As I wander here and there.
Just to come across you.
I wonder if you know what's true.

When I try to speak,
Not a word leaks,
From my trembling lips.

A nervous wreck, you make my mind.
I haven't felt like this, for quite some time.
As we pass in the hall,
My heart beats with your footfalls.

I wish you would make the first move,
There's something I need to prove.

In my dreams, we are together.
But, in real life... we aren't.
Well, at least not yet.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

Secret Love.

Behind a curtain of my hair,
I see you standing over there.
I always know where to find you.
Our minds connected like very few.

You're in my mind.
All the time.
And i know i'm in yours.
This just makes me love you more.

But our love, we must hide.
Even though we both know how bad it is to lie.
We're together.
I wish for forever.

We meet secretly behind closed doors.
You know that i'm all yours.
Secret lovers,
It hard to hide, when I see you, I just hover.

You and I,
locking eyes.
Send codes, through the air.
And not one person notices,
Our love enhanced stares.

A secret, that's what we are.
And in my mind, i know, that we'll go far.
Love, does not need to be on display.
Secret love, does not decay.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

I love you, even if we've never met.

My heart beats.
When you glance in my direction.
But in my heart I know,
We will never truly meet.

I know of you.
But do you know me?
I wish my lips would form words.
I wonder if you feel this too.

Our eyes lock.
As we cross paths.
But I quickly look away.
And blend in with my flock.

I have this dream.
Of our lips touching.
Of our hips touching.
But this will never come true, it seems.

If only I was brave.
To fulfil both of our wants.
Both of our needs.
Two hearts, i would save.

To you I could never tell a lie.
but i'm afraid of being torn apart.
So, maybe if we never meet,
We'll never have to say goodbye.

Sydney Adams Phillips Jan 2011

Ice.

Things of ice that only appear in winter.
That is what I am.
Yet, only a splinter.

Never once do I get to see my killer.
The sun, as it penetrates my life.
Others of my kind find this a thriller.

Stuck gazing at the ground.
Though the snow sure is beautiful.
Snow gets to gaze at the sky day to night around.

The best ****** weapon, I am called.
My sharp tip ideal.
To melt away after I fall.

It's not my fault.
After winter,
I'm put into that summer vault.

Only to return,
after snow.

Always to follow.
Never to lead.