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“what is love?”
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Feelings are fantasy
But Triston if that were true
then why do I have this pain pumping through my veins
from the sight of their hands intertwined
and I don’t understand how i’m suppose to be smiling
when he’s holding her in his arms
“I’m sorry Doctor,” you said, “don’t let Horton hear my tears slip out
I’m running out of things to be smiling about.”
And I understood before
but I know even more now just by looking
at his smile directed at her
Triston I respect how open you are
so I’m sorry but I’m stealing another line
"I wish you could see
that I want nothing more than to openly love you
and put nothing else above you,
but maybe I shouldn’t”
Maybe I should put me above you
and leave you alone with her
give you time to realize what you lost
when you chose her over me
You think i’m fine because of the smile upon my face
but why can’t you see
that i’ve patched up my skin, and I’m bleeding again
Bleeding out the memories
of the smile in your eyes and the words that resonate in my mind
I can’t close my eyes to go to sleep
cause you’re in every ******* dream
The image of you with your clothes clinging to your body
as the rain soaks through
destroying my makeup and beauty
but leaving you more perfect than ever
Reflecting I can’t help but wonder
If the rain was stealing my beauty to show me a god.
No not a god but a demon
with a beautiful white rose
The flower of innocence and purity
now struck down by the black of your soul
and no one but I can see
The one white flower spattered with tears
that now lays dying at your feet
Because of you
My imagination has now undermined Emma’s words
where she once said “daydreams are Heaven”
No daydreams are hell
The image of you has penetrated my mind so deep
that no matter what I do I can’t get it out
Music is my salvation from the devastation in my mind
Its as if its a capsule thats captured the ruptured beating of my heart
now with every last bit of heart I have left to give
I’m begging you,
to leave.
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 10:55 AM UTC
Shannadoa, laquadesh. Batta-anna, mlick ka dek.
Philly fickle ******
Nickle dime dash,
Dangle ****** bongle,
Bickle bockle bash,
Sunny sun sunshine,
Beady brain bright,
****** lovey Mondays,
Matthew mum might.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
Sleepless,
Who would have ever thought someone so sleepy would be sleepless...
Yet laying here completely at ease and relaxed; that's what I am.
Because a second sleeping is a second I don't get to see your face,
Time where I could be telling you I love you
Kissing you, making you laugh.
So here I'll lay sleepless,
Watching you sleep
And wondering what's going on in that pretty little head of yours.
It's said you know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams
You were my dream and I didn't even know it,
Now its my reality
So here I'll lay sleepless,
But forever happy,
In your arms.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC