Secrets Don't Make FriendsLet me tell you a secret about a friend.
Let me tell you a secret to bring it to an end.
The possibility of fixing this again.
We're tiptoeing around our sin.
Forgive us but we do not know where we've been.
You call it greed but we only lend.
It's the lending hand that brings them in.
Wishful thinking from a mother hen
But I do not know where it begins.
Without YouI barred my bones in silver and gold
Then told myself you had no hold.
We sat below the cherry trees
Locking lips on bended knees.
I held my breath as you twisted your tongue.
A whistle blew and the angels sung.
Our vested summer was little but known.
I sat behind blue eyes as we made our way home.
I kept my time pleasant and waiting
Never to notice you were gently fading.
Winter was calm unlike my heart.
We pushed pass the grim for our velvet start.
I was once so nimble, so sure.
Try as we might we had lost all allure.
Summer came and went,
Though it was time well spent,
I learned lust within something new.
I had found love without you.
How We Aren't AnymoreThere's a picture on a back of a book I made
A book of pictures from our hey day
That picture on the back of the book stares at me everyday
And I can never look away
It reminds me of how I am sorry
How I miss the easiness of love with no worry
How I can't help this
How I don't feel us
How we aren't anymore
How we'll never be what we were
Burnt Orange-RedBurnt orange-red
She's stuck in my head
A girl in her friend's car
Riding with no thoughts at all
Glitter, sparkle, and shine
She's a flame in her prime
Windows down, hair everywhere
She's now smoke amongst air
Luck Runs OutHe has a lot of false hope
Because of a life
He's based off of luck.
It is luck that he has bred
To be mistaken for genuine effort.
He leads this life
Through repeated similar situations.
Over and over;
Again and again.
And always expects
A positive outcome.
Because that's what his luck
But my dose of reality is:
Luck runs out.
Lilac LoversLilac lovers, dirty and used.
Lowdown and rugged, slightly abused.
Tussled and tarnished;
Tangled in doubt.
Love is an excuse
When you can't cop out.
Romance is a slippery slope
When you're banking on false hope.
Troubled with heartbreak
But you can't walk away.
Hands to your head,
You pray he won't stay.
Blankets, banter, and a bedside sneak.
Thoughts once so firm are now gone in a blink.
CrushYou were hot air
That I so badly wanted
To be a refreshing breeze.
You were the unneeded patriarch
Who kept me tied in knots
With the beautiful words you wrote.
And in a haste
I threw it all away.
Because in a days time
You butchered my pipe-dream.
The exact same ideal
You planted in my head.
Wisdom and wounds
I blame my wishful thinking
It was you who shipped me abroad.
It was you that left me sinking.
Like a moth to a flame
I was an addict unashamed.
MoonlightI heard on the radio today
That people will have trouble falling asleep
Due to the power of the full moon.
They said that the gravitational pull
That creates the ocean's waves
Has the same effect on water inside of us,
Causing us to stay awake during the night.
Luna so full, so bright, and yet so silent.
You are just like the moon.
Only sleeping at dawn
And always half-hidden from the world.
Your gravitational pull has always
Had an effect on me
But not quite as strong as your silence.
I copy your routine to mimic your presence.
Blending into the night
Soaking in the stars with my eyes.
I shadow my life by second nature
Hoping to become a mystery,
To have the same effect on you,
To bring you out of your silence.