(2014)
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
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
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
