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Your eyes were icy and grey that day but you knew I always like the cold and when we had too much to drink we joked about us growing old Your hands were soft and your voice was low as we sat alone in that crowded room and when the man said it was "time to go" we stumbled home beneath the moon Your golden glow; warm porcelain like pale tea in my favourite mug I laid you down on a bed of clouds and I asked you what it meant to love Your eyes spoke to me which words cannot; moonlight silver and powder blue your gentle breaths upon my chest said what it mean to love was you

I know that when you go, I'll find you by the sea there's no place that you'd rather be I know that when you go, you won't stop to look at me there's always some place you've gotta be That night in the park, as we stared and we counted stars as they shot across the sky They shot pain into my heart, as we lied there in the dark because I knew it was a matter of time I thought that I had seen two collide, but they went on their separate ways as they faded into the black and that's when I felt it deep inside, that we were kind of the same and that you wouldn't be coming back I know that when you go, I'll find you by the sea there's no place t

Here I am, alone again tonight I've cursed my heart, and I've hoped to die but when you smile with your eyes I still put down my guns and I don't know why And I don't know where it is you want to go And I don't know where it is you want to go One more night, singing in the dark I squint my eyes at faces in the park the sea of passing cars And here I am, but where are you tonight? The bars have closed, just me and the streetlights And I don't know where it is you want to go And I don't know where it is you want to go

I was one day short of drinking for a week straight. The mysterious cuts and bruises that riddled my aching body were probably a mirror reflection of my insides. My stomach was a poisonous swamp of poor decisions and lack of impulse control while my liver was the poor whipping boy for the sins my nicotine stained hands had committed. As my lungs seethed and surged trying to take in the stale, smokey air around me, my bloodshot eyes scanned the tomb I had locked myself away in. Empty cans littered the small glass table; cigarette ash still clinging to their rims. A stack of instant ramen bowls carelessly placed inside one another leaned preca

Perhaps I shoud've known, when you took my hand and led me through the graveyard of all the lost lovers that once laid claim to your conclaved heart. But I was unswayed; a bi-product of my desperation. The wretched years that lay at the heels of my shoes couldn't outstretch their horrible claws far enough to stop me from moving forward with you. And so we walked together, hands tightly clasped, stepping over the ghosts of girls and bones of boys onward and onward for what felt like a lifetime towards the mists of uncertainty and unpoise. And when the fog become choking and thick and we became lost in it's haze our little hands began to sl

I am the loathing and lonesome but ever-yearning I am the searching and sorrowed but never learning I am the careful and composed but ever-alight I am the friendly and followed but never tonight I am the hopeful and heartful but ever-somber I am the today and tomorrow but never longer

I would keep the moon If it meant that she could have One more sunny day

Like mighty winds to a sleeping sea that whip and whirl the waters to wake two gentle hands have shaken me in hopes that my sheathe of stone should break. And should my hearth be lit once more I pray the flame for years to grow. To never douse through rain nor pour; to keep me warm through ice and snow. So I ask you now, O gods of time; Heavenly things that watch from above: "Please lend me strength, O thee divine and let me keep my little dove."

Will you be the ghost who haunts the dirty walls in my forgotten home