Friday, June 29, 2007

Where Fairy tales die

You could say it came about by random chance
A shared thought of pattern,
But in the end, it always turns out the same
or does it?

Soft touches, and soft kisses
until passion turns those things into something different entirely
Until we are rolling around in the summer grass
every inch of our bare skin being eaten alive
we couldn't have cared less,
who was or was not watching
because we were playing the roll of lovers
rolling around in the summer grass


And when I stop, only for a moment
to look into your clear blue eyes
you look amazed
and I find myself asking why
only to have you respond
that you were simply amazed by my beauty
" I want you "

and this is were I become soft hearted
hoping that this one turns out different.
because there was something different,
yes you posses the lust that all men have
but you failed to act upon it, and not from your own choice I know
but simply because
I am hoping to believe
that you would never hurt me.

Monday, June 18, 2007

A Wish

I wish to feel smaller under your sheets. I wish for the whole truth every time you speak. I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me While I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep... And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough and I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of tryin' to be tough. And my blood won't stick To the confines of my veins. And your heart Is gonna tear mine away. And I wish to feel smaller under your hands, though you seem satisfied as you slip mine down your pants. And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me While you lift up my shirt after asking politely. And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be Cause it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy. I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up. But I swear I'm gonna cry. I'm sick of tryin' to be tough. And my blood won't stick To the confines of my veins. And your heart Is gonna tear mine away. And it's hard to find What I want When it's buried beneath the biggest rock. I could pay lots of money To help lift it with machines But I'm not sure you'd cooperate. Not sure you'd come clean. And I wish to feel smaller under your sheets. I wish for the whole truth every time you speak. And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep...And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans. Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough and I swear I'm going to cry. I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Its 5am and where did this come from?

I lost track of the time that came between us
The days slipped by into weeks
The weeks into months
And yet, we can still find each other.

At first glance it may seem that all was the same
But in secret we hold desires
That neither of us had ever even dared to speak

A simple touch, and soft kisses
And before we could stop it was too late
palms sweaty and hearts racing
It was nothing
And it was everything

And here we go again
Can nothing ever be simple?
never not with the horomones, the drugs,
the ex-girls friends, the new girls, and the one
who is always in love.

And of course we could never forget the one that left
now could we?
And now lets remember that second chances dont exist
So you better make sure this one is worth it.

And Lets think back, to all the wrong choices you have made
can you connect them?
Are they really so helpful,
when you are trying to make this one?

And here comes another peaceful sleep
The kind where your warm arms are wrapped around me
The ones where I wake up to find
That I am the source of your tired smile.

And how simple is it to pretend that this never happened
But we could never do that now could we?
No, you have already made that quite clear.

And so maybe we can still take our midnight walks
The rain pouring down on us
as we kiss in the feild.

Or maybe I will just find myself wishing that none of this happened
wishing for something that will never be.
That couldnt be

Or maybe, This is everything we were searching for
everything you wanted.
everything I wanted
And why does this sound so familiar?

Oh I recall now, we have had this discussion
what was it now that you have said on countless occassions
" we are perfect for eachother "

Perfect, But we had one exception did we not?
Either way, that exception clearly does not matter anymore.

So lets say whats done is done
Because its tearing me apart to think of it
And so I will fall asleep
wishing I was with you
Because you could be my everything.