I love the way you look at me when the worlds quiet and our eyes meet,
or when you slowly tuck my hair away as your graze my cheek
I've heard you whisper to me when you think I'm asleep, saying everything you won't admit.
Kissing me with affection, not just cause of attraction....
I feel it in your lips, your need for me, but you'll only admit it when I'm asleep.

The truth
always finds a way
to bloom.

and if I walked 10,000 miles
i’d be no closer to the moon.
so i say goodbye;
i close that door.
10,000 miles;
still no closer to you

he was a whirlwind;
a storm that wouldn’t last,
and he would leave her
to pick up her broken pieces
on her own

he may not look like much
but he’s everything to me.
he’s not a king or a prince,
but if they saw what I see

they’d understand:

when there’s such a good man

she’s bound to fall in love.

i wish i could go back in time;

so this could’ve been a different rhyme.

a rhyme in which i poured out less to you,

a rhyme in which i actually knew what to do.

instead, i sit here, left behind;

watching you fall in love with someone else’s mind.

i know i keep saying that im fine,

but, god, i wish i had a different rhyme.