your nimble fingers pluck and strum,
as melodies rise, my brain goes numb,
i cannot whistle, i can only hum,
it all feels insignificant, when i realise
how far i've yet to come.

lying back, the strings a-singing,
electricity down my back, my emotions clinging,
your eyes locked onto mine, sending my head spinning,
in unequal waves, confusion and clarity my thoughts are bringing

to my tired mind, you could say i'm an old soul,
but really i'm a mere infant, as you once called me before,
your contagious laughter erupts, your dimples appear,
i lean in to kiss one and i'm all too near,

this feeling painfully and wonderfully familiar,
i jumped right in to swim,
but now i've frozen. i watch you dozing,
how can you look so peaceful,
when my mind is a-flutter,
my headspace all clutter,
you can't tie a girl down
when she's determined to speak her heart,

i'm a fool to wear it on my sleeve,
i oft neglect my arms, and now i'm cold,
won't you share your warmth with me now,
as you did not so long ago... already it feels like an eternity.

to put it simply;
i miss you. i want it all back. please come back.

"And I bet if I had to do it all again, I'd feel the same pain"

the way i feel

"you left me feeling, tired, could not close my eyes. on fire, but frozen inside...speechless, my words could not melt. whisper, i wanted to shout. without you i felt, like a fleeting thought...like a last goodbye, like an incomplete lullaby."

"when the stars are the only things we share, will you be there?"

"I'll wait for the day when i find a way to make you mine."

"oh f*ck, he smiled at me now my heart just skipped a beat. and he listens and he makes me laugh now i'm wrapped in a blanket sheet."

i need to hear your voice
can't get you off my mind
my headspace is filled with your face
my thoughts forming tired rhymes
you hate cliches,
hate it when i generalise,
i only ever found honesty
in those intense blue eyes.
this wasn't meant to happen,
this wasn't my plan,
and as understanding as you are,
i really don't think you understand.
you're irritatingly right,
beautifully flawed,
innocently irresistable,
everything about you has me floored.
i don't want you to read this,
but you probably will,
and so again i fall short of you
in every way,
(this will make you smile your little boy grin, with those dimples i love)
ive stopped rhyming now,
you probably find my cliches painful.
please just promise me,
you'll return those dvds,
and let me return,
in some way, shape or form.
because if i could take it all back, these past hours,
with all my heart i would.

"well i am not so wise. not as profound as i would like. all i can do is try."

truth

there are people who care and people who don't
people who matter and people who won't
people who love you and let you love them
people who one day decide they never want to speak to you again.
people who assume and those who understand,
people who turn their backs, and others who take your hand.
people who let you in, and some that shut you out,
but the people who are worth it,
are the only people that from this day forward,
i want to think about.

flowers on the ceiling.

you try to act cold
but this charade's gotten old,
and now i've moved on,
i've been singing a new song
for some time now.


sorry, that's it for now. but consider this to be continued.
i just had to get it down somewhere.
its a bit shit, but i'm trying to get back into writing.
so there we go.
someone told me to 'get back on the horse'