Will you ever let me love you?
My angel arrow, my fire fuel
Will you ever love me?
Was I such a fool?

You look into my eyes
You see a blinding light
I look into your eyes
I see a pitch-black night

Unrequited, allocated to your hundreds of friends
Obsessive, impressive; your love just pretends
I wait for this fate that brings you back to me
And I wait almost eternally

You build me up; you bring me down
And you somehow blame it on me?
I've made the door and its lock
And yet you've thrown away the key

But I'm alright, I'm okay
I sit on these steps and wait for you
But I'm obsessive, I'm crazy
And I wish it wasn't over you

One little astronaut build a spaceship  of junkyard parts and wielded up the mountainside and tried to get the thing to fly looking through his telescope of cardboard and a paper hole and hoping soon to fly even though he hasn't even lived
But the ship was build real bad and rolled down the mountain slideing down the mountainside landing into the ocean's tide  
But the pilot had to face I'm floating in outer space I'm further than I was before heading to the ocean floor now I'm in the furthest place possible from outer space and the one I love I guess it's a poetic way to die ironic I can't even cry I'm surrounded by salt water so why even bother trying to fall in love with you feels like getting hit in the back of the neck with the wiffle bat full of stars and I got scars to prove it under my hands and over My heart

A part of me believes you are the one—
my soul’s mirror, cursed and divine,
etched in blood and stardust,
a love whispered through the walls of time,
too raw to name, too wild to hold.

We are the story others wish they lived,
a tale soaked in passion,
burning at both ends.
But god—
there are nights when silence swallows me whole.
When your eyes
aren’t windows anymore,
just locked doors I’ve forgotten how to open.

And I wonder—
are we fated...
or just fools,
chained together by fire and illusion?

You’ve cracked the bones of my trust—
not enough to make me leave,
but enough that I bleed
in places you never see.
Your sins aren’t monstrous.
But they linger—
like ghosts in our bed,
curling under sheets,
whispering doubts into my dreams.

We are imperfect, yes.
But isn’t love supposed to be sanctuary?
Why then,
do I feel like a prisoner
in the arms that once set me free?

I ask the moon if maybe I’m just scared—
scared I won’t find another love
this devastatingly beautiful,
this cruelly perfect.

Because when it’s good—
it’s heaven,
dressed in skin and breath.
But when it’s bad—
you are a stranger
I never meant to love.

And it’s the early mornings that **** me.
When your arms wrap around me
like ivy on a crumbling chapel,
your kisses whisper “I love you”
in a language older than words—
and I want to believe.
I do.
But the ache doesn’t sleep.

It claws at me in the dark.
And some nights...
some nights I dream of betrayal.
Not out of desire—
but revenge.
To make you feel the fracture.
To let you wear my ache
like perfume.

A sin to mirror yours—
soft, quiet, almost poetic.

I know I should forgive.
I know healing asks for time.
But part of me is still
dragging broken glass
through the cathedral of my heart,
searching for the trust you shattered.

And a part of me—
a part of me wants to stay
for a thousand lifetimes.

But a part of me?
A part of me runs
in every dream
where you’re not holding me.

a child doesn't have to worry.
a child needs unconditional love.
a child isn't responsible.
a child believes what you said.

but we're childeren.
childeren who never got this.
with parents who scream without reason.
always looking out for danger.

childeren need to live like childeren.
they don't have to ficks everything.
they aren't responsible for all problems.
they need suport and believe in theirselfs.

give your childeren what they need.
give them no reason to hate you.
because when a child hates you.
you did something so wrong.

childeren forfive more then they need.
childeren love more then they recieve.
a childs love is unconditional.
but you can still break their heart.

When your Heart is broken, and
The Words within are unspoken,
When you are Hurting inside,
Is when your emotions have awokened,

When you don't know what to say,
As your skies have turned to gray,
When you are used to bright sunshine,
To brighten up your Sunny day,

When a time you were so Happy,
With a big smile on your face,
Now, you're feeling so down and out,
For, your smile has been erased,

When you would stop and smell the roses,
and Dance around with grace,
Now, you feel so cold and lonely,
Oh, the feeling of disgrace,

When heartbroken you try to cope,
with the feelings build up inside,
Even through this time, there is Hope,
Strength and Courage will be your Guide!!


B.R.
Date: 4/28/2025