You don’t belong to me, you never have

But those days and nights are mine

Say I am selfish, say I am this or am that

Torn between going in peace and fighting for you

She has had you, but when you are here, you’re mine

The early mornings belong to me, but she has you at night

I could just ask you of what you want

But this would be too complicated

Should I? Would it lead anywhere?

Would it lead yo...

Bittersweet it is to glance up on you

Beauty beheld in your eyes that perhaps I have only seen

Breath up on my cheek I yearn to feel

Brutal it is not to know the taste of your lips

Break after break I feel a piece of my heart fall off

Blossom I wish we would

But we should not even touch, or look at one another for too long

Bodily urge to land to a flock of touch upon your face

Beast of my desire...

All in a golden afternoon,

under the skies of cloudless blue

I stare up and think of you

Do you have a need for anything?

Because I need you

I think of your voice so often, saying phrases you’ll never say

I think of you sometimes all day,

Even until I’m left sitting under the moon

Thinking of things I want to say to you

Writing this down, is far better than words stuttered

The hope that I w...