It is said that ‘you never know what you have until it is gone’, but that is a heavily quoted misconception. In truth, it is not after you lose what you had, that you realize its real value, but when you start to feel it slowly slip away. You realize it, when you are clinging on with everything you have, when you can’t catch your breathe from fear, when your heart beats so fast you can feel it thudding against your rip cage, while its starting to crack and to shatter into a thousand tiny pieces - this is when you find its true worth. Because when something’s gone, its usually gone; you are left without the unknown, no more guessing, no more waiting. In the end you know its worth, but you don’t have to reach the end in order to realize it. So now, when I say 'I love you’, I say it knowing how much you actually mean to me, because I have felt you slip away; I have cried a thousand tears, tears which I am grateful for because they opened my eyes to you.
Our Destination
I told you the other night, how my heart yearns for adventure. You didn’t understand. I tried to weave into your mind the idea of the freedom for which I long. You were confused by my wish to just keep going and never look back, to just drive and see where I go, meet the people I meet, having no set plan, no destination. You can love me, but you will never truly comprehend my wandering soul, until you can see I wish for more than just pure happiness, because for me, that isn’t enough; I wish for the fire of adventure, the feeling of terrifying freedom, and passion so deep I can feel it in my bones
Poison
Pick your poison
Choose it wisely
For one is wine and one is deadly
Wine is sweet in from night to dawn
With the latter choice my heart will
pound
Sickened with a pain so heavy
That the wine is the only levee
To the pounding of my clock
So save me now from poison within
Cure me dear, my heart is thinI find it beautiful. The way you kiss my forehead, softy, when I turn my eyes upward, studying your face. I find it mesmerizing. How you are content to hold me and intertwine your long fingers with my small ones. I find it perfect. How when you say “I love you”, I actually believe it.
Human Race
Girls say boys are confusing; boys claim girls are. It’s not gender specific. The whole damn human race is confusing
It’s one a.m.,
“Are you still awake?”
Are the words that appear on my phone
We’ve been friends for a while
But haven’t talked lately
Three years ago
I would’ve missed you too much
But my things have changed
Look at us now
I’m no longer the one
Alone in the crowd
Now you care the most
And I care the least
The tide has been turned
And we’ve been lost to the cheat"I belonged to everywhere and nowhere"
"And today, you told me you loved me"
"I want to be one of the pretty people"