I’m finished sculpting your smile,
and I’m done painting your soul from afar.
I want to stand a little closer and breathe the ink that defines you.
Let the sparks fly.
let them soar into the nothingness.
burning my hands.
burning my memories.
Nothing more than bait for a trance.
An innocent trick.
Who is to blame?
It must be her plan.
She waits to tell her stories,
I wait to hear them.
The solid barrier that is composed of the pure and solid,
impenetrable air keeps us from completing the evening’s task.
A quest at stand still.
What is my success rating?
Not good. But I’m okay with that.
But not, I can do it. I’m better than this.
I’m worth something. She’s worth something.
Let’s be worth something together.
I swear, I’ve seen her here on multiple occasions.
… She’s gone.
As always, Despite my fight,
We are all just trying to find someone who cares enough.
Someone who is willing to try.
To count on to pick you up when you fell.
The passion to throw themselves on the line,
As much as you’ve done.
We are all just trying to find fairytale happiness.
There’s a certain kind of shelter in this place.
Through the years I’ve always come back. Whether it be by myself, or sharing it with loved ones. It brings a sense of calming. A sense of release. Remembering who I was the last time I was here. Reviewing what I’ve learned since then. How I’ve grown and how I’ve maintained my identity. Remained the same. Reminding myself to keep the same honorable life long goals I had set for myself about what is really important to me.
It’s something to be shared. Yet something too personal. Though, it’s not my decision. It’s in the hands of the universe. And I’m just trying to live it one day at a time.
Trading in youth for memories. Flowing like this very river. It’s uncontrollable. But who would want to?
That’s what makes it beautiful.
I’ll just try to survive and see what happens.
about the evil side of love.
Do you listen,
When you hear?
When you see,
Can you view?
Do you savour,
When you taste?
When you smell,
Do you breath?
Do you feel,
When you touch?
Do you feel,