Im waiting for the sting.
For the gunshot that ends me.
Im waiting for you to give up on me.
Im scared that
In the midst of my happieness
You will come forth and mention your upmost sadness.
Im afraid you are gonna hurt me
(yes, guys get hurt and remember it too)
Im waiting for you to realize what a ****** i am.
I wait for the day you find someone better.
And though you tell me im the one,
I still have nightmares of abandonment.
Its not your fault.
Maybe i should just believe in love,
in you
But im scared
Cause ive put my faith in places before,
*and was met with overwhelmong dissapointment

Beauty is beautiful
The thought of someone loving you.
Though times so thick
And other moments pass by so quick
There is always someone to love you.
She knows me,
She is my best friend and my lover
She often catches me in freefall herself.
I am in awe that she loves me
She is my countess.
My supreme leader.
My girlfriend
She loves star wars too,
And cod zombies are a hobby for her as well
I found my match,
She is the type of girl
Who could kick my *** too, if she wanted.
But somehow so tollerating.
Its so cool
To believe
to know
That she loves me

If you think you can love me,
I'll give you a good chance.
But i must say
im really quite stubborn
I will insist that i am ugly
Which in fact i am
I will cry,
though im a guy.
I will fight for you,
Despite my own fright.
If you think you can love me,
I welcome you to try.
The question is
*do you accept this challenge, ***?

READ MY LIPS WHEN I SAY






























i love you very much baby

How heavy are these words unspoken:
It's almost as if I disregarded
All the weight of the world
Already on my hollowed shoulders

I've found my new hold of home
And despite a pulsing contentment that makes more than sense,
I'm still catching my muffled thoughts
Request your attention;
It's that kind of imagining
That feeds off tunnel vision
And brief but meaningful exchanges

It's that kind of
"Where have you been all my life
and why can't you be a part of it now?"
That performs like automatic transmission
And interprets a second of a glance
As a spark of a chance.

The damage is done, I suppose
Nothing could really burn worse
Than what the flames have already touched

You have your ice princess
With her glistening curls
And bright, beautiful eyes
To cool you down when
Your temper begins to scorch

...

And it isn't me.

How heavy are these words unspoken:
It's almost as if I had disregarded
Any pinch of this mysterious mess that is romance
Counteracts
My sturdy, broad, broad shoulders

Sometimes,
I get cold as I lay in my bed -
And it hurts a lot...
Not being cold,
But the thoughts that my heart whispers to my mind.

Babe,
It's so lonely on those cold nights,
And I can't help but fantasise about wrapping my arms around your waist,
Whispering nonsensical confessions of love into your ear because my heart rate is too high, thus I can't sleep.
And resting my head on your shoulders and curling my body around yours when your warmth finally calms me down and your complaints ward off my attempts to irritate you.

Baby I wanna cuddle with you right now -
But it hurts having these thoughts,
Because you're not here
And well,
You're not mine...

You me us we are one with our soul being one us you me me and you we are bonded when I look at you the world stops turning and I look deeper further than anyone else would if they had the chance to but you me we are one me and you when I see you I remember how lucky I am that im the most lucky man on earth to be with we we have our up and downs

Every day i see you not always with my eyes but through my heart i see you you looking back up at me and smiling me and you baby we are the bonded people I know some people lie when they say this but I mean it

Last night I thought how lucky I was to be with you me and you we are really lucky we found each other babe when I saw you I knew my answer was yes.