We search for this thing,
Beautiful and true,
Who knows if you'll find it,
It may not belong to you,
If you're lucky to have it,
Keep it close to your heart,
And pray to God life won't tear you apart.
This thing is called true love,
But does it exist?
Is it real?
It could be a myth.
We fantasize about this thing,
But maybe it only belongs in dreams

Sometimes,
when the world is just a bit too much,
I crawl
to the technology around me.
Hoping
to find another life to live.
A life
that is unfamiliar,
A story
that is fun to tell,
Something
other than being
myself.

I watched the sunrise by myself
I thought of you
And how beautiful you are
Almost like the colors forming in the sky

I stayed there watching
Until it hurt
Too much of something good
Too much of something bad

I returned to watch the sunset
I thought of you
And how beautiful you are
Even when you left

You're a lot like the sun
Come and go as you please
You disappear for a while
But always come back

You never came back

Two lay in bed,
awaiting sleep as they lie in each other's arms.

Quietly speaking,
with their breath and slowing heartbeats.

They have found it,
peace, love, happiness.

When will we get to be them?

To be what they want
Is to win a battle
To be who you are
Is to win a war

Slowly you're moving away.
I try to understand the new you .
Your life is so big that I'm afraid I might not fit in
You say you haven't change
That's a lie
Why you rather hang out with other guys . I guess I'm not enough

My heart is full
My heart is true
My heart is all just for you

And we never realized
what we truly had.