What we all want is to be a part of something we can't outlive.
I am sitting beside you,
but I am not with you.
I am beginning to see the line.
How I wish that she'd appear
at my front door
or the few times that I look up.
Lose a friend
by telling him
about things you haven't experienced.
Tell him that the pain he is going through
can be summed up in a quote from a book you've read.
Lose your friend.
You are no one I love; just a reminder of someone I do.
In the early hours, when the world is quiet, I am reminded that she is as soft as the sound of my voice.
I saw them as they walked towards me.
As he dragged what I would have carried
she straightened her spine as if to say,
'Hell's been good to me.'
The first time I tell you that I love you
I want it to be loud enough for only you to hear.
During our first cuddle-fight I gave her a roundhouse kiss to the face.
I feel her body when I drive
with the windows rolled down.
All of my strengths and all of my doubts in one hand.
And all I want is to be found
or at least be thought of
with the windows...
My heart beats only for me.
All the work that you put in
for such little in return
must feel like eating