Put it on my mama, that violets are blue, roses are red, and my heart is dead and so is your heart.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the good times that we had
in this old town.
I'll remember you-
whether it was the good love we had-
or the love that just gone bad.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the places
that we've been around,
I'll remember you-
when I go to our old favorite spot-
I'll remember your beautiful face,
in my old town.

but promise me this,
for when our friendship sinks-
that you'll remember me,
wearing my favorite floral dress,
my curly hair in a mess-
sitting on a blanket in the grass,
with your arms wrapped around my chest.
Just you and I watching the sun set.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down.

Somewhere
Out there

b e y o n d

A road of
Attentions and infatuations ;

You'll see another
Path too,
— m e e t
                    m e
                               t h e r e



©poojkaundal | apr202018

We were both broken
Leaving pieces of us in memories from a happier past
Holding each other so we won't fall apart
Thank god I have you
Life's not that hard when you are standing by my side
Let's just keep following this path

Sometimes we trip over while we are chasing better tomorrows
Stumbling, twisting, losing the way..
But I know we'll be fine
if together we stay
I'll help you slowly forget your sorrows

Lean on me and I'll lean on you that's what you said to me and since then I knew we would be fixed eventually

Lust.
It means to have a strong desire and attachment to something, someplace, or someone
Well, that is how I feel with you, so what does it mean?
When I am with you, the cliches just come flowing in
Because your eyes glitter like the stars we watch at night in silence.
Your smile glows like the sunrise, I want to watch as we grow old.
Your body runs smoothly like a slow song, OUR slow song.
It is as if the world told me that your beauty was too much for everyone else so you chose me.
I think I am falling in lust with you because when I lust, it is true.
So was I meant to just lust, or love you?
Should we be in lust forever, is that so bad?

Love.
I feel as if it’s just a word that rhymes with dove.
I have tried it so many times and though I am young, why can’t I love?
Why can’t I feel the real thing, the point of living is to live life and love, yet I can’t love.
I can only lust...
It's not ‘love at first sight’ it’s ‘lust at first sight’ with me.
Love’s definition is an intense feeling of deep affection,
To feel a deep romantic or ****** attachment to someone.
Lust’s definition is a very strong ****** desire for someone or something.
I love your body and how we move to our own rhythm, but it isn’t just ***.
I desire your heart and everything you have for me to love, or, no, lust.
It's something more, so hard to control, so hard to handle, so easy to be with you but is it love?

I am creative and boring
I wonder about my family’s past
I hear dead people
I see spring around the corner
I want my dad back
I am creative and boring

I pretend to not care
I feel the sadness of others
I touch the sun
I worry about what the end is like
I cry about life
I am creative and boring

I understand almost nothing
I say that Christ is real
I dream about what life could be like if he were here
I try to do my best
I hope everything will work out
I am creative and boring

Soon we can meet
Soon we can be together
Soon he will care
Soon-ic