You’re the one that gets it. Whatsoever it is. I used to believe that commitment was for losers. I guess I lost after all.
Even when distracted. My thoughts still run towards you. Whenever I see you, I’m all goosebumps. And my heart sprints with joy. My tears shower with love.
Whenever you leave, I’m left counting seconds. It’s like I can hear the sound of the jiffy.
You ripped my heart out. Dipped it in your love and never gave it back. I want it back, but with you along. I hate it when I bring you close, because watching you leave is like losing a part of me. I guess I’m stuck on you.
I don’t worship you. You don’t worship me. But I do give praise to our love. Oh hail what we got.
You got me stuck in dote. This is my, I LOVE You note. Just in case I don’t tell you enough.
This is my Good Night for Today. My Good Morning for Tomorrow. And My Good Day, for days to come.
Is this blood mine or yours? I want to go home. I don't know you, and I don't want us to die. We both lay here, barely alive.
You look scared, a deer glowing faintly in the headlights of a rusty green vehicle. I can see the tempest of my own fear reflected in your chocolate eyes. Must we be enemies, only because our homelands are?
I see you finger something under your shirt. It's probably a snapshot- mine is. You keep it there to remind you of your promise: Your oath to lay eyes on them again.
I know that we fight for our countries. For what we believe to be right. But... Do you suppose...that only for tonight --presumably the last night of our lives-- We could ignore the politics, and just fall asleep together?
In the morning, if either of us wakes up, We can once again plummet into the ocean of duty and justice and pain. We can drown in it then. For now, could we take a swift breath at the top of the waves? That would be nice.
Neither of us has said a word, but no matter. Language barrier has not kept you from agreeing with me. A simple series of countenances has signed our temporary truce in our place. A mutual gaze of farewell, As I drift...
I buried my shadow in a concrete grave He came back to haunt me I could not deal with the dark of night But all of my light hid in the gloom so my shadow re-entered the room All the things I buried with him began to show The blackest of times So with him I entered a truce That I would acknowledge him But I said to him I'd never let him wholly loose...
I have declared a detente After negotiating a truce. My head is a no-fly zone; The bombadier chutes stay shut. I sat at the table With my privy council, And we have signed an accord. Peace in my time. Peace in my mind. Forget, to forgive; Forgive, to forget. It seeps unmeasurable, Infectious, Air borne as a nucleur summer.
everything's different than how it was can't even forge a truce memories covered in such a fog i try so hard it hurts just try so hard and bury it all but this love was always a curse and instead of forget, into it, i fall and end up feeling much worse