a thief called during the night
and was in such a hurry
he only managed to take the not so valuables
the parts of me that I hate
the parts of me that are ugly
and now he's long gone
that is all he will remember
the worst of me
and he will wish he never robbed me at all

You see these words right now
because for me you are still smitten
You had me filled with all the Bible
So just call me “super bottom *** kitten”

The temperature about 22’
whilst we walked The Lovers Walk  
You think if we close our eyes tight enough  
in our dreams we could maybe talk?

So I will meet you there in Alnmouth
Whilst he watches us like a hawk.

I saw me crying in the mirror
whilst I pulled the paint of the walls
and I won’t ever be forgotten
while I’m running down the halls

I’ll keep swinging from the ceiling
in and out of your dreams
to keep saving you from your nightmares
of our heartbroken themes

we met in the half painted bedrooms
where they speak words from a holy book
you cut yourself on the glass from a candle
and the broken pieces of me that I left on your floor

you recreate the parts of us
like you don’t even want it
acting out a play in real time
because you’re heart doesn’t mean it

i can still smell the fragrance
the out of date flapjack on the bookshelf
the vapour from the green tea in the cups
the feeling of together
all alone
just us