His touch
reminds me of yesterday
we can never get enough
faded

our souls connect
i dont know what it is about you
i just loose myself
in our tornado

His smile
reminds me of the way you look at me
seeing me
knowing me,
dado

we fit
on any occasion
we're constantly lit

his kisses
not like yours
your lips soft
yet controlling
on our own ride of toxic love
overflowing

these memories
are conspicuous
but unfortunately i have to dismiss it

cause all it really is
is an illusion
fueled by two peoples fire
they'll never be smoked out
cause theres' no solution.

Old lover,
It's been years
Since I've last seen your face
Covered with tears
And a frown
As we began to part ways,
I heard you softly whisper
"Darling, I'll always love you."
I turned and replied
With a heavy sigh
"I loved you but your love was
Just a game of lies.
You said your heart beated for me,
Like mine only did for you,
But your heart had actually
Always beated for two.
So don't you dare
Blame this on me,
When the fault is all on you."

You stood there quiet,
Then walked away
Right there I knew
And without a word
I turned and left
Without looking back at you.

Old lover,
It's been years
Since I last saw your face
I start to think
As I light my cigarette
Under the old willow tree
Where we used to always be.
And as I traced my fingertips
Over the carved heart
Where you imprinted our names
That one hot summer day,
I think to myself,
How stubborn are these scars when they don't fade away,
And how stubborn is a heart
When it continues to break.

As I stood up to leave
I turned to face the old willow tree
My mind flooded by memories,
Of what once was and what no longer will be.
I reached for my lighter,
staring into the flame
And walked up to the old willow
Setting it ablaze
Burning the last bridge
To those memories we once made

I watched it burn
A growing ache my heart
Met with a deep sigh with relief
Of finally letting go
A long dead memory.

The Cam passes through
behind a chain hotel belonging to the Hilton
with its lights always on, a 24 hour midnight sun,
that lasts all day until a power cut comes along
and covers bedroom maids, halfway through a job,
in complete silence.

And home I go, slight lightening in the distance and
the road remains long, bending only once
and carrying on straight thereafter
mounting another road heading south until it meets no more ground,
except a bridge over a mouth of a river leading
to somewhere safer than here ever was.

My coat's corners misses your hand
and no expanse of green, mountainous land
could ever be sold or swapped for it.

I've proven myself to be weak
Limbs as frail as my hopes and dreams
How can I live with a future so bleak?
My tired eyes see nothing but deceit
Leaving them to bleed and weep
This cowardice makes it hard to see
I strive for the life that everyone needs
But all it's taught me is how to bleed

This is the end of the line
No hero could spare this sight
Faith swears I'm cursed by the divine
Or is this the end of a tainted bloodline?
Why is that we're so scared to be?
Hollow and without cause we've been searching to see
A pointless birth just replacing the dead
Was he merely a coward with a gun at his head?

Du wirst diese Geschichte nicht lesen glaub ich aber du kannst  das übersetzen. Ich habe dich so sehr geliebt.
Ich vermisse dich so sehr jetzt.
Ich weiß dass ich nicht ein guter Mann  bin.
Komm zurück zu mir.
Ich denke das wird eine schwere Zeit ohne dich zu sein.
Mein Teufel ist  da. Du hast den schon gesehen und hoffentlich kannst du mir in eine gute Licht anzusehen.
Hoffentlich. Wirst du mich nicht hassen.