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home lies where the heart beats
take her hands, hold them tightly
for she leaves her soul
in the eyes of her beloved
foundly she grows, of the soft
love you show
~
tired and dazed
thoughts swirl through
her head
keep her close
for she is stumbling
to find the words that make sense
to tell you she loves you
~
she loves you darling, she loves you
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you loved me
you loved me… softly, slowly
a touch filled with the warmth
of an undying fire.
embers burning, burning faintly between us
~
you loved me
and I loved you
I learned to love you gently,
with small strides toward your heart.
sweet words spoken… softly, slowly
~
and I loved you
you love me
a home found against your chest,
your heartbeat, so comforting
beckoning me closer… softly, slowly
~
and I love you
my god, do I love you…
hold me darling, until the fire goes out,
until the sun rises,
and take me home…
~
our love, soft and slow.
And in some sort of old fashioned memory, we were floating through time with no concept of harsh cruelty. Only the realization that recklessness was a part of our hesitations, carelessness was why we chose to wait for the acceptance of one another. But we’ve reached the stars in spite of broken wings, a lovelier life we’ve longed for throughout these few years of angst and misunderstanding. Now we soar, and somehow having you by my side throughout the troubles make sense; even though nothing else in this life ever seemed to.
someone I never want to lose
All trapped in a world full of insanity, I’ve learned that environment tends to have a direct connection to personality. Our delusions alter into our own twisted realities, comforting our fucked up thoughts that never seem to disappear. If only they could vanish as quickly as our dreams did, cancelling out any connotation needed to describe our already dull lives. I’ve grown used to the numbness, it’s a side affect of madness, just as everything else now seems to be. I know for a fact the world hasn’t always been this cold, but I know why I always was.
my house was never my home
We built paper houses from letters we never sent and burned them down with the distance we could never travel to meet. Spending hours listening to all the right melodies with all the wrong words, never describing how much it hurts to have never hugged the person you’ve held closest to your heart. If only I could gather enough metaphors and attach enough emotions to equal the sadness constantly felt. If only I could use my vast imagination to bring us together in more than just a brief daydream. Your light illuminates my life from miles away, hours away… I just long to feel your rays of laughter hit my skin a little more intensely. Don’t burn the letters, burn the distance. Let me open the paper door and come right home to you.
151 miles
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My heart is stained red Because of you, Not with anger But with love, passion And the desire to never leave Your comforting arms
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