oftentimes i find myself
stepping on stones
and i am where i never meant to go

with most of my days
driving by me
all that i am leads to
where i want to be

i am more convinced
all of my days
they don't come along for nothing
and i feel like existing
for the first time
in this reality

Your love
my love
never meeting
again
too late
out of rhythm
just two beings
syncopated
we are running
in alternate
missing our chance
and a beating
finally past
the discordant
he fell silent
resting
this time
on my eyelid
we hide tonight–
the universe
allows this
end

to be as fleeting as moments
it was what we always wanted
but we are fools
to assign our fate on things
as fragile as feelings

to be as fleeting as chances
taken out from time
unfolding
every second
it was all we ever spoke of

but we were fools
to assign our decisions
on things and ideas
as volatile as alcohol
as shallow as sea shores
and youth led us
to believe

I've been awake past four
No longer in a state of melodrama
When words are no longer weapons
And time is not your friend
We passed by each other tonight
You made a joke about bringing me home
It's funny how you forget so easily
Tell my friends and i to come over
Like nothing happened
It's funny how you made me fall
Apart from what was real
And what was a joke
All the words you took
Just to rip me apart
It's funny how you forget
How you made me feel
Tell my friends and i to come over
Like nothing happened
Maybe you are more miserable than me
And you are as lonely as you try not to be

the boy behind the screen
he sends you words in advance
"i will never leave you"

he says i will write you a story
or a poem or a promise
whatever you need to hear

mail arrives in the morning
never the one to hesitate
"you are the one i call home"

he arrives two years later
in his eyes, tears and disgust
"i hope you know by now"
words are only words
we should never trust

he leaves you hanging
on the same story
or poem or promise
or disguise

you only hear the ringing
at the other end
the boy who promised to stay behind
he was just a boy
at the end of the line
who made you want to die
another mistake to waste your time

he is still just a boy
not even a man
not brave enough to look behind

we are inconsistencies
both hope and despair
as we exist only to die.

Something in the universe
pulled me to hold your hand but
maybe in another timeline.