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...