A colon stands for something;
a semi-colon stands before something.



I think I am the former.

I feel like we're drifting apart.
I know you feel it too
We're stuck, helpless in our love, unsure of what to do
Seeking solace in nostalgia, I feel you reaching for my hands, lonely in their despair
Oh, how I miss that summer love, painted bright by sunny days
Those memories of sandy toes, as our excitement choked on salty sea air
Our sun kissed lips stole love in between laughter, made our knees weak in anticipation for more
I wish I could live in my denial
Blame our reality on winter, blame the shorter days, blame the longer nights
Blame anything, anyone
Turn our backs to one another as we struggle to find the words that'll fix us
As we try to read this stranger we once called love
What happened to us vs the world?
We were indestructible, impenetrable
Blind to the fact that we signed off for our own downfall
Perfectly imperfect, our desperateness to make it work
The little lies we'd tell ourselves, strangling the life out of hope
We nod and agree, let anger dwindle into empty solutions
And our hearts quietly weep, screaming for love in all its absence
I wanna say it was a foolish whim
A scapegoat we needed to evade reality
But I refuse to believe that this is all for nothing
You bring out the realest parts of me, knock down my walls with the flick of your finger
Your love engulfs me whole, caresses my broken parts
Gives my soul a place to be, a home I never dreamed I'd call my own
***** living for our summer love
I want you, all of you
The messy fights and silly spats
The goofy snort of laughter saved only for you
The late nights of fun, the mornings of regret
Our pounding heads, hazed by drink and drugs, yet solid and sure in knowing we're loved
My heart is yours beloved, to keep with my blessing
All my love too, cos, without you by my side
Only god knows what I would do

The promise Paradise
Something not apparent before my eyes
Some place, under tranquil skies
Where, hopefully,
In endless bliss time flies.

In the strong, protecting hands
Of the Father of all lands,
In the heart of lulling mercy
Of the Mother of all who wish, to be free.

Hand in hand with the ones you sought
With an unexplained longing to be with.

Why oh why does this vision elude me,
Am i not one desiring to be free?
Why oh why would i seek paradise on earth?
Where everything ends, and begins
With the play of death and birth!

Why oh why would i seek out the people of my heart?
Only to laugh and cry and,
Eventually, be torn apart?

Why oh why does this vision elude me?
The promise of paradise
Where i'll finally be me.