(2014)
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
