#cosette
He sleeps. An enigma, his life bereft -
He lived then died once his angel had left.
It happened as simply as anything might,
As from day there follows the coming of night.
Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 12:22 PM UTC
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us
I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone
The river's just a river
Without him
The world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers
I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life
I've only been pretending
Without me
His world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
he closed his eyes and i wondered if
i should kiss his lips
i drew closer and closer to him
but remembered, he wasn't mine to kiss
he was just a distant dream
not for me to miss
he smiled at me and i wondered why
life could be unfair sometimes
little did we know how love hurts so much
till were finally on the spot
we love, they love-- but it's not us
and it's a cycle we can't stop.
Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 7:18 AM UTC