lost its worth
what would you say;
if i asked you not to go?
to forget everyone, forget everything
and start over with me
a packet of expired, stale and powdery Nutrisoy didn't just cost 1 dollar, it cost me a lot more.
it's hard to pen what i feel -
subtle, subtle, we pass just close enough to touch
with only simple words
the things we feel alone for one another
okay who wants to hear something ironic? i've been (always) saying i come out more, and expressed myself a lot better when it comes to writing - but right as of now, i don't hear my muse anymore, i don't hear myself anymore. i can't pen what i feel, or at least i'm not allowed to for fear of undesirable consequences.
and you would be somebody's;
and you would keep each other warm;
but tonight i am feeling cold
we love in secret names we hide within our veins
i like looking out through my window. not of, through, my window.
i like looking at the tall, towering buildings. they look so strong, they've survived torrential rain, some survived arson-ic fires, and stil manages to look majestic. and i have to wonder - what if i were a building. i could be strong, and i could be cold and stale without feelings, but that could be a good idea once in awhile.
no?
how about the clouds. or the birds, or anything?
from up here the city lights burn - like a thousand miles of fire across the country, they look so pretty, i could almost get lost in it's brilliance? but something in me tells me to snap out of it - could everything be so wonderful? really?
what if nothing would ever be perfect?
and all i was trying to do was to MAKE everything perfect.
if i make you wait
would you leave a note that says "i missed you again"
& all apologies i owe
have all lost their worth
we become so desperate for silence
we're at our best
only when we undress
i won't say a word 'coz i don't want to lose
what we have left
& so i wait by your bedside
we can try our best to be surprised
& don't feel too safe dear
without these sheets we'd still be alone
if you'll be my love
i'll be your mistake
if you need your space
i'll face a distance
it's not that i'm brave
i just finally realised that
i've never been there for you
i stir my nerves with your favourite song
you always liked the slower ones
& do you ever hum them to yourself?
so we i sleep for now
i know it's not safe but we i'd do what it takes
to stay far away
from the truth & the pain