You was once somebody I’ve loved
You sat in the clear view of my world and I’ve watched you from close view move further into the distance
You went far beyond my reach that I seen what appeared to be a dark spot
In the end I couldn’t chase you even if I wasn’t that far away
You was once somebody I’ve loved
It seemed like we breathed each other’s air in the only thing is you’ve taken all of mine away
In the end I’m at lost

By: Relaire

I’ll become a stain in your sheets
Let myself go to be without you
A fragment without choice
Reason
Dye your dreams vividly

By: Ilah Relaire

Maybe I'm use to you
Desiring all your love
Touching me with your weight
Brushing your hands against me
Your hair falling free upon my chest
Your fragrance heightening my senses
Your breath touching upon my skin

Maybe I'm just as faulty as your love
A single touch can tell lies
A single kiss can mean so much
And you're like weeds ready to root
I'm use to you... Maybe

Maybe your thorns have spread
Maybe I like the pluck
Each thorn goes a little deeper
Each bruise over-layered

Maybe you're not as bad
I'm use to you

By: Ilah Relaire

If it sounded too good to be true
I've never chose you
I just came here
Life just threw you

I've never looked so hard
I just let it go
Let the time escape
Watch you pass by

If it wasn't so good
I would let it go
I would let you drift
I would let this fall

If the time was wrong
Then I’ll watch you
Watch you walk away
No feelings no attachment

When the timing was right
Did it matter?
Did it matter that I loved you
Was in love with you?

When the timing was wrong
Did it matter?
Did it matter that I still wanted you?

If it sounded too good
I never looked for you
Life just drew you here
Life just went too far

if it wasn't for love
Then I'd let it go
Let you go from here
Watch the tides
Fall Apart

By: Ilah Relaire

When life begins to fold within itself... Will it capture us?
All that beauty and art that we can become together in this madness.
Shall we become a ball of crumble would our love get caught in the mixture of this tangled mess? Or will we despair?
If life undressed us down to the soul will you see me and
be my equal?
Or will you see past me?
If we were stuck together would I be within you or would you be within me?

Whatever gets you here
Or gets me there... Is worth the capture and unravel.

By: Ilah Relaire

Plant this pain within your womb; all the emotions at it's finest print and all these senses at it's developing core
Flower this soul with it's remaining roots
Dry and brittle
But worth saving.

Spring this heart into a fern but firm with steadiness. Birth this development into belief.

By: Ilah Relaire