it hurts
to know
   that you    
                          will never
                             look at me
                           the way
                                i look at
                              *you

was it your true intentions
to play me like a game
giving me hints and making your moves
walking 'round my walls
making me surrender a little more
with every sweet word

did you really just have the same intentions
as everyone else?

It hurts my head to miss you
It hurts my heart to kiss you
I just can't seem to win.

jeg faldt (for dig)
en aften i december
lige ned i dine arme, faldt jeg
og luften føltes ikke længere
helt så kold.
vi så hinanden i øjnene
lidt for længe til at vi to
bare kunne være venner,
og jeg vidste
at du var den jeg skulle drikke
sød kaffe og plukke solsikker med.
men nu er jeg faldet over min kærlighed
og over mig selv og mit
sikkerhedsnet af dig er borte
jeg forstår ikke hvad det var
der var så forkert ved det jeg gjorde
så jeg er holdt op med at spørge
og renser desperat mit hjerte i sprit
for at det ikke skal blive betændt
men i mit indre brænder dog
et håb om at vi vil mødes igen
en aften i december
og vi vil se hinanden i øjnene
lidt for længe til det kan være forbi
og du vil falde (for mig) på ny

i wanted to write about you
like my skin was on fire,
but i don't think that a boy like you belong in poems
you taste like black champagne,
and said i smelled like hot honey and wet leaves
you promised me the red morning sky,
but you aways slept to the early afternoon
you told me that i was everything you ever wished for,
but nothing you ever needed
when you touched me i knew the difference
between breathing and living
***** fingernails, morning coffee  and peaches
reminds me of you
i've never seen such blue eyes before

I woke up this morning

And realized I'm in love

And I cried and cried


There's no turning back now.