(2014)
#Love #Waiting
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
