From my heart to yours
I write you this letter
I write you the words that you long to hear
From my lips to yours
I give you this kiss
and breathe my breath into you
From my hand to yours
I give you my life
I guide you to the end of time
From my soul to yours
I give you my all
So you can learn to be free
From your heart to mine
You write me a letter
The words you write don’t mean anything to me
From your lips to mine
you give me a kiss
and take the breath back from me
From your hand to mine
you give back my life
you end the journey with me
From your soul to mine
you take back my all
and take my freedom from me
My private thoughts, odes and bits of inspiration. I hope you take the time and enjoy reading them.
Saturday, 30 April 2011
A broken love story
Yesterday the page was clean
I wrote with a romantic
scrawling script
you had no faults
neither did I
I listened as you spoke
I heard what you said
the words were melodic
and sincere
I thrived on all you did
I worshipped all you said
your smile lit my world
it was dark
there were no doors
you lit me up
both inside and out
I carried the warmth
I smiled
and then
the pages quickly filled up
your words echoed in my head
I drowned you out
the words came harsh
I tore up the pages
bit by bit
I drowned the incessant growl
I relished my time alone
I relished the darkness
I actively sought the quiet solitude
I wanted my freedom
I needed my time
I looked at you with vile and contempt
I wanted to escape
I did
I wrote with a romantic
scrawling script
you had no faults
neither did I
I listened as you spoke
I heard what you said
the words were melodic
and sincere
I thrived on all you did
I worshipped all you said
your smile lit my world
it was dark
there were no doors
you lit me up
both inside and out
I carried the warmth
I smiled
and then
the pages quickly filled up
your words echoed in my head
I drowned you out
the words came harsh
I tore up the pages
bit by bit
I drowned the incessant growl
I relished my time alone
I relished the darkness
I actively sought the quiet solitude
I wanted my freedom
I needed my time
I looked at you with vile and contempt
I wanted to escape
I did
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