Quotes

You call my name,

And like a moth to a flame,

I am yours again.

At four in the morning I know where I belong,

Your name burnt into my dreams,

The word is sweet, dripping from my mouth like honey.

You tilt your head ever so slightly when you look up at me,

The light above dances in your eyes,

Five seconds, ten seconds, twenty…I don’t know but I’m lost here,

For as long as you look at me, I slow dance with the light, soft and slow, the only music the sound of my heartbeat and the sound of shaky breathing.

The art, the artist and the muse,

My soul connected, fused,

I cannot fight it, I belong to you,

You cannot fight it, calculated but never cold,

Drawn together, inseparable, your initial a letter I look for in everything.

I stare into the stillness of the morning sky as the sun rises, for just a moment I feel like I’m looking into your eyes one more time. Icy but not cold, framed by the contrast in the strands of your hair. For a moment I’m not quite sure if I’m looking at the sunrise or you. But as the chill breeze of the remnants of winter crosses my arms, I know it is not your warmth that I see.

I confess my love to open air, convinced nobody can hear, nor cares. The universe grabs hold of the silent confession, cruelly entwining me to you. To spend my days begging at your feet for a scrap of something familiar. I ask for an inch when I want a mile, but all you can give me is a half there smile.

The choice was never mine, to fall or walk away. But fall I did, with almost no delay. Like a lighthouse run on oil, I was lit from the day I really looked at you, heard you. But there’s nothing on the horizon for me to guide but the glimpse of a sunrise that has outrun my light.

To say you’re beautiful is not a lie, but it’s only a half truth when I think of you. Twin flame? The flame you step out like nothing more than an inconvenient spot fire. Only to come back again when you need a thrill and reignite the spark with a gentle blow like nothing has changed.

Like a somber background song dancing sadly along the piano keys of life. To look at you is wanting to say my love, but instead giving in and saying nothing. To watch you love another will surely be the end of me. Your affection in between enough to let me cling to something, lost…staring at the sky in confusion.

I beg you not to kiss me, I tell you how much I will hurt in the morning when I know you’re with him. You kiss me anyway. The taste intoxicating, the sound addictive, the feeling…indescribable. As I predicted, you wake with him, and I wake with the memory of your voice like a hymn.

That feeling of peace has yet to relent,

When you walked into the room I remember thinking wow,

God you’re so beautiful, how?

Time is irrelevant when I’m talking to you,

The feeling you give me, I can’t outdo,

I know it’s only been a week,

So please don’t mistake me for a freak,

But I feel some sort of connection,

Especially when you’re spoiling me with affection,

I want to hold you close to me,

I just hope that you don’t flee,

I know I can be a little clingy sometimes,

It’s something I can’t explain in a handful of rhymes,

I really hope you stay,

You really do make the butterflies in my stomach do ballet

Nobody has acknowledged it yet,

It’s like they don’t care,

Maybe they don’t know.

I’m drifting hours away,

I’m trying to find my way.

I want to let you in close one more time,

Maybe we could have one more night like when we were in our prime.

One more parked car conversation.

I know it’s unhealthy to go back and forth,

But maybe this could be the last time?

Maybe we’d stay this time,

We’d both have dry eyes the whole time.

I wasn’t ready the first time,

I’ve got so much I want to tell you now,

Maybe one day you’ll let me explain...

My heart still ached when we first met,

I kept hurting myself trying to love you,

Eventually I lost you,

I carry that guilt like Atlas did the heavens,

I thought I’d move away and forget,

But I’m back home again now and I still remember how we met,

It’s unfair to think you’d come running back,

Alas, I still check over my shoulder sometimes expecting to see you there

I wish I could see you smile, just one more time,

I wish I had more memories,

I wish I had more time,

Sometimes I look over at the side of my bed,

Expecting you there,

But the sheets are always bare,

Life wasn’t fair to us,

Too many distractions and not enough spare time,

I’ll always be your number one fan

All my memories of you run.

I didn’t think I would be so numb.

I hadn’t seen you in months, I remember hearing the news that day.

I remember turning up in black, standing at the back.

The room was full of people, too many people, I’m so glad you were so loved.

I’m older than you’ll ever get now, I still sit and wonder how.

Still, my memories are best when we run.

I’d never catch you, not then and not now.

Can you still see us? Do you think about us? Is it even possible?

She scares me because I don’t know what she feels.

She scares me because once she almost left.

She scares me because it took me days to fight to make her stay.

She scares me because she’s so far away.

She scares me because I’ll never know what she’s thinking, I could be everything today, and nothing tomorrow.