Month: December 2017

“Fragile Tears.”

Funny, isn’t it?
How up until the end of the line, in almost anything
We realize, all that matters is how hard we worked to get where we are now.
And yet, in the end, we still somehow end up failing.
Still, we somehow manage to fall short of our goal.

A thousand drops of snow, but only two sets of feet.
Walking all around, hands close, like lovers in their sleep.
She drags me on by hand, eager to explore things she has yet to see.
I wonder if you ever knew, how much you meant to me.
Years passed, and affection turned to ash.
You and I, a story of the past.
A story never told, never meant to last.
A heart now shattered, dropped and broken like fragile glass.
A thousand nights, lost, to a single fear.
A broken heart, now mended across the years.
A lonely spirit, shouting, loud and clear.
My heart, for you, sheds no more fragile tears.

“Fog against the glass.”

A message written in the air.
Hands that once were there.
A time when life was fair.

We laughed and talked of days now past.
Of things and people that never last.
Strange, how we grew up so fast.
We loved and danced like kids in spring.
In a time, when we didn’t know a thing.
Strange, how I still cry, holding your ring.
People come, people go, people never last.
Oh, how I miss your kiss, your touch, buried beneath the grass.
But as long as I live, your memories will never pass.
Even if you’re gone, like fog against the glass.

“Snow-cones in November”

Talks of changing the world
From souls still young.
Not knowing that when we’d get older
The world, as we knew it, is so much colder.

Summer plans and minivans in mid July.
Sandy shores and dance floors in my mind.
Humid nights and playful fights, with you by my side.
Playful-tones, and little Snow-cones in mid November.
Your lips on mine, hands intertwined
These days I still remember
How I wish it’d last forever
Those little snow-cones, in mid November.

“Meant For You”

I’m sorry.

I sat alone, at a table meant for two.
Wondering where you were.
If you found someone new.
I laid in bed, and slept alone.
Pretending your voice
Was the dial tone.
Morning came, and the sun rose.
But I stayed in bed.
Not wanting to go.
Hunger struck, and so I went out again.
Picked a place close by
A place meant for friends.
I sat alone, at a table meant for two.
Clutching, in my hands
A ring, meant for you.

“Do you think about me?”

I don’t have much free time nowadays.
But when I do, when I find myself staring at the night sky
I wonder if you still think about me, as much as I think about you.

Love is in the air
Despite the cold winter tones.
Memories and feelings people share
Without reading underlying tones.
But you and I had something different
Something else, something real.
Is this right?
Is this how love is meant to feel?
I was happy, and you were satisfied.
Or so I thought.
Oh how I lied.
Because you left, picked someone else
And left me alone, just me, all by myself.
Silently screaming, crying, begging for help.
Years passed, and days became hours
And I came to love winter rains, and summer showers.
But now things are different, and so are you.
People change, that’s nothing new.
I’m happy now, so why aren’t you?
And when I spoke, you ran on cue.
Now I’m alone, that’s it, we’re through.
And still I wonder
Do you think about me?
As much as I think about you?

“Wait for me.”

I think that’s what makes us special.
Knowing that, no matter what happens, no matter how far apart we are,
I can always run back to you. And you can do the same.

An hour away.
And yet another delay.
I run past the crowds, hoping I’m not late.
Hoping she’ll still wait.
Thinking back, to a time more simple and young.
Back to a time, when life seemed more fun.
Snow cones in mid November
Laughs, and talks of making the world better.
Whispers, and passing of notes in class.
A single year, moving so fast.
And yet, in you, I can confide
My deepest fears, the things I try to hide.
But instead of push, you held me close, and held me tight.
Reassuring me, telling me I’ll be alright.
And so I’ll walk, I’ll run, I’ll sprint if I have to.
All of my efforts are worth it for you.
And so I ran, and I ran, until I finally see
You sitting on the front porch, just as you said.
Waiting for me.

“Tomorrow”

Don’t ever do something like that again, you hear me?!
Don’t you ever fucking worry me like that ever again…

It didn’t snow today.
Like the winter before, and the one before.
It didn’t snow today.
But I hoped it would anyways.
I’m alone today.
Like the day before, and the one before.
I’m alone today.
Where are you anyways?
I slept alone last night.
Like the night before, and the one before.
I slept alone last night.
Hoping you’d make it home.
Hoping you’d be here anyways.

“Alone.”

Where was I when you needed me?
You were there for me easily.
How could I have thought
This could work when only I was loved, and you’re the one forgot?

Tennyson – “Too Long”

She grabs for each of us
As we walk our separate ways.
She cries, and begs us to stay.
So we can be friends again.
Just like older days.
But she decides, to run by my side.
I smile, taking her hand in mine.
I pull her close, thinking things are fine.
Ignoring the way she cries.
She too smiles, but only briefly.
With a kiss, and a touch so measly.
Struggling, wanting to break free.
Ever so eager to leave me.
She goes about, on her own.
Leaving me behind, on my solitary throne.
Wishing she’d come back and take me home.
But I made mistakes, and so now I’m on my own.
Thinking that I have no one else to blame.
Simply put, I deserve to be alone.

Inspired by Tennyson’s song “Too Long.” Wonderful song, nice melodic beat, and really something to chill to. Go check it out on YouTube.