I was always told, don’t give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about, but someone else told me, if I was born without it, I could live without it,

but not you, your different, I was made to find you, that’s something I believe in too,

me and you, us, everything I have right now is enough,

more than, not equal, you were more then a plot more then a sequel,

your everything to me, you and me forever and always, forever is a lot of days,

but not if the person means forever, not if you’ve waited to be together,

I’ve waited, and waited, and I will wait more, because with you, waiting was never a chore, it was something I wanted to do,

all I ever wanted was you,

I wanted all of you, your bad, your good, anything you gave me was more then enough,

it was you, and it always will be, maybe while I wait for you, you wait for me,

but maybe that’s not the way, and maybe I’ve wasted my days,

but not with you, I’ve waited for everything, I haven’t waited for anything,

I’ve waited for everything, and I would, again, a thousand times over and over, just to see you, just to be with you,

all I’ve ever wanted, in my hands, but not in my reach, in my presence, but we’re not in each,

each corner of the room, where my eyes will always follow you,

if I was born without it, I could live without it, but maybe someone said that for someone who wasn’t worth it,

or maybe who they were waiting for didn’t deserve it,

but you do, you were everything to me, and I don’t want to live with everything, if I don’t have you here with me,

The number 2:
Two houses is what I call home, with two kitchens and a bed in 2 places I roam, I walk the streets without knowing what’s  next, could it be the worst or maybe be the best, with arguments I hear and the stuff that I see, is everything hidden under an oak tree, the number 2 for you is a symbol in a line, or the carry on in a rhyme, but for me it’s what I’ve lived with in life, with secrets to have and nothing to be told is something that made these places so cold, for I don’t like to argue or scream or shout, but sometimes it’s how my words get out, for I sit late at night, not a sound in reach, for the things I say in my head I will preach, for 2 of everything all of my life, I wonder what it’s like for a husband and a wife, when you get married how do you feel, do you feel as if the world has just gotten real, do u want this person for the rest of your life, or maybe you don’t want a husband or wife, for questions I ask who will answer, like diseases in the world, what causes cancer, with the things I own, and the things I share, I wonder if I get all up in peoples hair, do I bother people I know, but they just don’t let it show, do they know I’m here or just a sound in there ear, with two cars and dogs, the answer lays in the fog, something you mightn’t understand, or maybe you just cant, when you look at the sky and you ask why, you only live a bit, so ask every question with a smile, I can’t tell you this and I can’t tell you that, cause you promised this and I promised that, I miss people that are dead, but I don’t tell anyone cause it’s different in my head, I wish it was one home with one happy family, with one dad one mam and we all live happily, with my sister and my brother, we’re from the same mother, I might not know his father but i know I’m some man’s daughter, for those who choose to leave and those who choose to stay are the people I hope to see everyday, I don’t read this note, cause it’s not something I quote, I leave the thoughts in my head and put my thinking to bed, because when it’s late and night when there is no light, i think and I sit, and I watch and I blink, the more blinks I take, is the more tired I’ll be, but I can’t stop thinking of what’s best for me, do I talk to someone, do I say what I need to, but what’s in my head I don’t want to be in yours too, i cry to myself cause I find comfort all alone, but some days I wish it wasn’t 2 places I called home,

I heard your broken and you feel you can’t be fixed, I heard what you think about love and how you think that it’s rigged, it only works if the boy loves the girl more, anything else then that and it’s always the boy who holds the keys to the door, a man’s heart is hollow, yet a woman’s is full, full of joy and love which never made the man feel dull, you always say how you don’t like putting your heart on the line, but in one heartbeat without a doubt I’d give you mine, of course if yours was ever broken, and just by looking at you I can tell with nothing ever being spoken, because I feel like you need it, maybe my eyes too, so that you will see how beautiful you are, if you see how I do, I daydream that we went on a walk together, it was dark and it was plain cold weather, and you said how you didn’t want to fall in love again, and that you kept your heart hid away in a den, but if that dream was real and the words came out of my mouth too, if of any miracle you find yourself in a position to fall in love again, make that person me, and that’s always what Ive wanted to say to you

9 lives is the most you can live, 1 heart is the most you can give,

9 lives, 1 love, and to me, you are more then enough,

I’d choose you a million times over, but I could only choose you 9, I have nine lives to tell you when it’s right,

I’m sure one minute out of nine could be the right time,

at least that is what I think, but it only takes 1 second to blink,

1 second and the person I love most faded away, until my next life sees the light of day,

at-least I see it that way,

I hope you do too, but my nine lives don’t matter to you,

9 lives to live, but only 1 so true, in every moment out of 9, it’s always been you,