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SomedayMaybe someday you'll love someone who doesn't love you back
Feel the emptiness of missing someone who just doesn't miss you
You'll do everything for this person and it still won't be enough
Hold them when they cry
Listen when they need to talk
Understand when they get upset
Make them laugh just to see them smile
But it's not going to make them love you back
Maybe someday you'll find the person who makes you happier than anyone ever has
The one you can't see yourself without
Who makes it difficult to imagine yourself with anyone else
And then they'll leave
They won't feel the same way and disappear
Maybe someday you'll wake up thi
Missing KeyYou had the key to my heart
But you threw it away
Now I'm forced to search through the lost
Trying to find what I trusted you so dearly with
Hearing the whispers of all the innocent
Innocent people who had their keys thrown
Thrown into dust, it's chilling
You're so cold, I can still feel it
Like ice cubes, sliding down my spine
I cringe, knowing you're somewhere out there
Knowing how you planned this little demise
Tears roll down my cheek, aching
Aching only for my missing love
The missing key, the missing piece
Of my broken heart
The Glass The glass in front of me
Reflects my true desires
It knows my every truth
It knows that I'm a liar
The glass in front of me
Holds all my secrets
It locks them away
Buries my regrets
The glass in front of me
Will never set me free
It keeps me trapped inside myself
Only to pretend, never to be
The glass in front of me
Knows what it must do
The glass in front of me is a mirror
And on the other side is you
Dreams of what it might have been
Dreams of what I could have seen
Dreams vanishing like steam
Dreams in a corner of my mind
Dreams in the middle of the night
Dreams lurking in the dark
Dreams that never came to be
Dreams that escaped from me
Dreams forever ceasing to breathe
Dreams of higher hopes
PleaseI want you to love me
A little like I love you.
Like lovers kissing
For the first time that
It sets the world on fire.
And I plan to burn down
With it because I keep failing
To realize that I'm more than
Just a body for you to touch,
A body for you to hold.
You arms around my ribs
Makes me feel so fragile,
But so safe that I could not
Possibly break while you
And I can feel you hand slipping
From mine even though I beg
You to stay because I hate
The word goodbye and how
You look as you walk away.
I want you to remember me
When you arrive.
And I want you to remember me
When you leave me behind.
I Was WrongMaybe I was wrong
You don't need me
That's why you left
I'm the one that needs you
I don't feel the need to change myself to make you want me again
If who I am isn't good enough, then maybe I'm better off alone
I wish things could go back to being like they were
Me and you
Fitting perfectly together
Letting everything disappear
I know I'm young
People tell me I'll find someone else
That I'll love again
But I don't know if I can be that open with anyone other than you
I'm too guarded
I have trouble seeing myself with anyone but
I know how to be strong and that I shouldn't let one relationship
NumbWhat is this feeling?
I don't understand.
I want to explain
But I don't think I can.
Is it really true?
Am I turning this numb?
It just can't be!
I must feel some!
Why is this happening?
Why can't I feel?
Is this all just a dream
Or is all of this real?
Someone please tell me.
Please help me feel.
I'm so tired of feeling numb.
I just wanna heal.
The pain, the sorrow,
The joy, the tears.
Yes! I want all of them!
Even all the fears!
I'm so wanting,
Longing to feel again.
This curse is so haunting,
It's like a dead end.
So, if I were you,
Be glad you can feel.
Be thankful you're not numb.
At least you are real.
Free WillFree Will.
Is free will a devout gift or a curse?
Was it free will that granted a desperate man to steal an old lady's purse?
Was it free will that resulted in multiple bodies carried in a hearse?
Was it free will that justified a police officer to shoot the accused first?
Was it free will that allowed a family man's mentality to be so perverse?
Could this world of ours get any worse?
Free will gives us the chance for all of us to be distinctive.
But as a consequence people can act corruptive and vindictive.
But without this choice, our lives would be constrained and restrictive.
Undoubtedly these two differing perspectives are cont
Love and LossIn these bright blue depths
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
When devil falls for angelPlay with darkness I want to see it
Penetrate it, wishing for me to feel it
I am the devil; you chose to be an angel
You play with fire, you play with danger
Hold your breath, don't scream just yet
Rain swept me off my feet, I'm lying wet
Chose your fairy tale, I'll be you magic
Let go your tears, it won't cause the tragic
Recall the feelings, give them breath of life
Even purest truth ends being a darkest lie
Longing for something you can't have
I refuse to live without you, I refuse to understand
Like the night craves to be saved by day
I crave for you, in each and every way
Questions with no answers, love is not reward
Burning passionBurning passion
I feel your hand, gently touching my skin
It takes me to a place I've never been
I feel your lips, kissing me deep
This feeling, forever I want to keep
I feel your hot body all over mine
For us, there will never be a line
I feel your breath taping my neck,
While my nails are deep in your back
I want to feel you, deep inside of me,
Just you and me and nothing else to be
I feel our bodies touching, sweaty and hot
We're making love, like it's our last shot
From the way you treat me, like a dove,
I can feel the passion, I can feel the love
Your hand's touch makes me shake
If this is a dream, I never want to wake
GameI want to hurt you, I want to break you.
You who hurt me so much.
Call me selfish,
But I can't bear to see you happy.
After all you did, after all you said.
I just want to tear you apart.
Let's play a game.
I'll try my best to ruin your life,
You'll pretend you don't care.
We'll see how far we can go before one of us breaks.
ForeverForever we will be one,
Forever we will be in love,
I will forever be with you, holding your hand and guiding through darkness.
You left me standing there forever, alone.
You left me in the darkness to rot away
PhoenixHis chest covered with blood
Her sweat sliding down her face
She was holding his hand
And took him into her embrace
With her arms around him
She cried while he looked into her eyes
He was dying but it was ok
The sun was too far in the skies
"I love you" she said
And he received it with a sigh
Now that he knows it
It is harder to die
Tears fell on his body
And turned into ash
She saw a fire being born
And a reflection in it like a flash
He rose with fire to the heaven
Her embrace became empty and she felt cold
Looking at him fly away she knew he won't leave her
"I love you",once upon a time she told
A Roll in the HayLike young lovers in the sky
the moon chases the setting sun,
while here we roll in the hay
with none of our buttons undone.
A cool breeze blows the thin stalks
and penetrates me to the bone.
You hold me tight into you
and remind me I'm not alone.
In the morning we'll get laid
flat by summer's hot, heavy air.
'Till then we enjoy the night
and your fingers caress my hair.
Your warm breath tickles my neck
and our legs cross and interlace.
I rest my head on your chest
and you pull me in an embrace.
You whisper into my ear
with a voice sweet as a bird's song,
sweeter than the bee's nectar,
it tells me I can do no wrong.
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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