this is going to be a good summer, dammit!
that is all.


IowaLips that taste me once a day I love to make them smile Your heart is hurt by stupid problems Let them disappear for a while Come away and walk with me Through forests, beaches, city streets Feel your cares just fade away With every adventure that we meet Let me lose myself in you And lose yourself in me I cannot change those things past gone Only those that soon will be I've fallen fast into your eyes Why do you expect me to be scared? You may be deep, but never dark Your eyes tell me that you care Drifting soft inside your love I never wantIowa


m.p.Remember that night? So long ago I think it's faded, only last year We wanted deeply We were deeply fulfilled Drinking each other in In pain, the colors of that night wash to greym.p.
I remember the first time you filled me Like love and lust and happiness A homecoming, unlooked for I found where I belonged: in you, with you in me Your eyes, your touch, your smell filled me I was more than myself with you
I remember the last time you filled me Joy, happiness, a beautiful day The love in your eyes dancing with mine Touches familiar and new


PM nightsI have become what I despise Waiting, listening, hoping For the phone to ring, for the car in the drive, For more than a distracted smile Waiting for you to put some attention towards me I hover in the background Slowly hating myself for this Listening to the small noises you make On the computer, with someone else, for everyone else Trying to hear everything not said Hoping this time I'll catch your eyes and hold Maybe when you look up you won't look away You'll see me longing You'll find me willing You'll let me touch you for a whilePM nights
I know in y


i am a girlmy eyelids have been stained purple and my fingertips arei am a girl
bleeding, i'm strumming half-hearted chords into a broken les paul
but in the end it sounds like the low-key murmurs of ghosts.
i am living on the hopes of tomorrow but in the immortal words of some long-loved celebrity, "tomorrow never comes" so i think that means that i am living on the impossible, i am relying on the impossible.
i am slowly going blind and i am looking foward to it in the true heartless fashion, because it seems like the world in black looks a lot more beautiful than the world in hate and revenge.  
Don't ask me
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Jx
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