You asked me if I liked her.
And
Because I'm dreadful
At expressing feelings
I told you,
To me,
She's like a cold drink
On a hot summer's day.
Kind of refreshing,
I think.

My gums are bleeding;
I've brushed too hard.
Because my words,
Were much too harsh.
And it seems to me
That I'm trying to scrub them away.
And I'm praying that they will not
Stay.

You're the rain, and the sun that makes the
Flowers grow.
And I find it hard to see through your
Garden whenever you are close.

They asked me if
I'd ever done drugs.
And I told them about
Your eyes.

You taught me how to float
When I was sinking.
So why was it
That you allowed yourself to
Drown?

I may never have to
Let alcohol pass my lips again.
Because if being drunk,
Is what I want
Then all I have to do
Is be near
You.

His voice,
Was like a relaxing Sunday morning.
And just like the day,
I couldn't have it on replay.

I swallowed the sun,
Because I wanted to be light.
But I followed the moon,
Because I missed the balance.