Cold NightsIt's cold nights like these, that I look to the stars
or rather I would if I could see them through the clouds
I look to the sky, and just watch. Whether it be stars twinkling and making me feel small
or clouds swirling and reminding me that it'll get worse before it gets better
the night sky always has something to offer me in guidance
because stars don't care if you didn't call that one time,
they just know where their supposed to be, and they stick to it
and clouds don't wait up at night to see if you'll text
even though they know you're already asleep
they just want to cry it all out so that the sun can shine on tomorrow.
There aren't a lot of certainties in this world, so believe me when I say
that I find certainty in the way you forget to call
because the little things that you do that piss me off, those are what makes you, you;
and I wouldn't have it any other way.
In The EyeHe was so handsome
not really in the conventional sense, I'd never seen him in a suit,
and he wasn't chiseled from stone
But he had a way with words, that made you see him for what he was
amazing, and he
smelled of expensive cologne, though for the life of me
I couldn't understand why
and I'd never had such a fascination for basketball shorts
nor with brown eyes,
but his on me, that set the world right in it's unbalanced ways.
He wasn't the guy you'd give a double take, walking down the street
but he was the only one who
could stimulate me mentally, physically, and often
emotionally, he had a way with making me cry
But I was in love that man, even if he wasn't conventionally handsome
his calloused hands would find mine,
and things would just make sense again.
Deniablity"Because it's true, I've fallen in love with him. I'm not gonna try to deny it to myself any longer. I've fallen so fast these few months, and I'm scared of saying it out loud, but I am in love with him. It's a simple pleasure admitting it to myself, but a terrifying realization that if I told him, he might run away. It's an inner battle, that I've fought with myself for too long now, but I think I need to learn some courage, and a little bit of patience. Because, in all reality, if he never smiled again, neither would I; and if he ever told me he'd be happier somewhere else, I would let him go, with the hope of him realizing he was wrong. I need him to be happy, because I've been unhappy for too much of my life. It's his smiles, and his voice, and his happiness that keep me going. It's him. It will always be him. Since the day I met him, and I was scared to say hello, it was him. His smile that day, started this downward fall. It happened slowly at first, and then all at once. Almost
Alaska, pleaseit's as if I am drowning
in a sea of tears that won't come down
I've been fighting to the top, so I can get a little air
and he's there, but just too far away to help me.
Alaska, please don't take him away from me,
don't you do it. I don't know if I can live without his smile
and I don't even want to try.
He was supposed to be the one that saved me.
If this is all a dream, please wake me up soon
Because this perfect dream turned into such a nightmare
the day he said two thousand miles wasn't that far.
Don't take him away from me, I can't follow him right now.
I don't know if you can call this falling
it's more like tripping, and skinning my heart
because I know that he won't be able to catch me this time
but I'm not getting over this, I'll care about him long after he's gone.