and our lips
match like lost puzzle pieces
finally ending up together

Believe me
You will never find someone who watches you the way I did
Who laughed about your sillyjokes like me
Who thought as much as me the he could not live without you
So I am just saying
Be happy with her pretty face

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand—
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep—while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Smoking cigarettes,
like if they would take with every breath I take,
a bit of my pain away.
Very slow the flash hits me
and grabs my body to swirl it around my own kiwi smoothie eyes.
We all know
that the unknown
leaves a special taste on its tounge
on, on my body, in my mind.
the smoke keeps on whirling and i see small bits of your smokey eye
may it be allright?
But i keep forgetting
my resulution
to not let you become another habit