Monday, April 5, 2010

old stuff

If I said I didn’t love you

Then you’d know I was lying

With my last breath I’ll hold in everything that we had

And slowly let it out.

At this point if there’s anything left to say let me know


I never meant to hurt you, but you already know that

And it doesn’t matter anyway

We build castles to knock them down

We build bridges to burn them away.


If I fought for you I’d surely lose.

You know I’d do it anyway

Second chances never hurt anyone except for us


All those glances shot in vain

Didn’t bring us any closer to the truth

The failure of words is mans greatest downfall

We call on drawn out metaphors because the closest we can get to explaining an emotion is to say what it is like

“love isn’t like anything especially a fucking knife”


In you I saw the place I thought I could call home

But what I didn’t realize was that there wasn’t enough room for me and all my skeletons

Clinging to me like second life

A choice I never got to make

A decision I had no part of

A life I never wanted


Hush

Don’t speak

The words only clutter this perfect silence

The last moment we have before I say goodbye

And you say be careful

And I tell you not to forget about me

But I forgot to tell you

To keep loving me


Perfect sunsets bring perfectly disastrous sunrises.


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