February 2012
& I’m waiting for the day, your jokes won’t make me laugh.
The day your dimples don’t look as cute anymore.
When you stare at me in the eyes, I won’t feel like kissing you.
Or when you are sleeping next to me, I won’t reach out to touch your face.
Waiting for the day, your velvet voice won’t get to me like it used to.
And suddenly, you don’t seem...
I wish I could I could have quit you. I wish I never missed you, and told you that I loved you, every time I fucked you.
I’ll breathe you in with smoke in the backyard light. We used to laugh until we choked into the wasted nights. It was the best time of my life, but now I sleep alone. So don’t, don’t, don’t wake me up, ‘cause my thrill is gone. You’ve gone and sewn me to this bed. The taste of you and me will never leave my lips again.
the-hanging-tree:
We’re a mess, but that’s fine. We don’t need no time to keep up with the days. Hey, it would be fine if you want to come over at nine. We can lay on the floor and watch a movie that we’ve already seen. Or we can talk and touch with the radio on. We’ll wait for a while ‘til they play our song, then we’ll dance ‘til the moonlight’s gone. We...
“Predictable doesn’t always mean boring. Lust doesn’t always mean love. Near doesn’t always mean close. New doesn’t always mean exciting. Different doesn’t always mean better. Far doesn’t always mean distant. Knowing everything doesn’t make you wise. Knowing the truth doesn’t make you superior. Knowing your problem doesn’t solve it. Sitting between your past and future doesn’t mean...
I wish you would tell me.
How you really feel.
But you’ll never tell me.
Cos that’s not our deal.
That’s not our deal… that’s not our deal… that’s not your deal…
