Put on hold
Outside the waiting room of your perspective
I plea and petition for your affections
But my insistence on what I desire makes me feel defective
The last thing you need is a guilt trip from me
When you’ve got the weight of your own burdens to bear
Amid life’s melodrama and reoccurring tragedy
When I’m just trying to relate in someway to say I care
......
I heard about this theory;
that in the perfect couple,
One will like olives, and the other will not.
One will always eat for the other.
I think that's why we never worked,
You proudly shouted your love for the salted fruit,
While I, meekly, passed mine to you.
You convinced that only you could possibly like them.
And I, well. I simply did not.
It wasn't until the end, the end of us;
......
I’ll wait for you
Until the moon turns to honey...
I’ll wait for you
If you lose all your money...
I’ll wait for you
When cheddar turns to blue cheese...
I’ll wait for you
Until the bees grow knees...
......
Daphne holds the chase
romeo, did you know that you love me
with such sincerity that it makes me sick?
so, will you love me still if i tell you that
my heart does not belong to you but belongs,
rather, to the fascist with his boot on my
neck? you kiss my neck like you are worshipping
......
Every time I think of you my hands began to shake.
My knees begin to wobble and my head begins to ache.
You caused me nothing but trouble and I often wondered why.
I was good to you and I loved you so. You were the apple of my eye.
It started on the afternoon of the 23rd of May.
You were dating a boy named Anderson
but your game he couldn’t play.
Then when you saw me you fell in love
and you still love me today.
......
Put on hold
Outside the waiting room of your perspective
I plea and petition for your affections
But my insistence on what I desire makes me feel defective
The last thing you need is a guilt trip from me
When you’ve got the weight of your own burdens to bear
Amid life’s melodrama and reoccurring tragedy
When I’m just trying to relate in someway to say I care
......
Two doors open—
one flat on a sandy hill,
mine beneath a flickering light,
like a dying eye.
We step through,
and the tearing begins—
the skin of the world,
the brittle edge that held us in,
and kept us apart.
......
Bonds aren't easy to weave,
Trust, love, and balance, they believe.
A delicate thread, carefully spun,
Once formed, let it be truly won.
Strong ties aren't built overnight,
They need patience, shining bright.
Doubt's a shadow, dark and deep,
Can shatter the bond in its sleep.
......
I think I started forgetting you
on a Wednesday afternoon,
somewhere between folding laundry
and listening to the rain tap the window.
It didn’t hurt,
not at first.
Just a small,
unnoticeable shift in the weather.
You were never mine.
......
Dew doth drop with gentle hue,
On petals tinged a bashful blue,
As bees swoon to swollen pollen;
I crave back that view to fall in;
‘Tis you, ‘tis you.
As sea kisses the night sky,
Before day doth due the two goodbye,
I lie; a rock on thine tender shore;
And beg thou to crash upon forever more.
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