Memories

walking on a desolate street. dancing to a silent waltz. gazing at the fake dark sky behind us.
how strange and peaceful it is to feel we're building lasting memories when the future seems so uncertain, yet so beautiful.

Connection

if you hold my hand while we sleep,
we'll be able to dream the same thing

Danger

I won't crash... not today.

Not when you're here by my side. Not when there's a reason to wait for tomorrow and see you again. Not when I feel we're indestructible in the face of danger.

I won't crash... not when the future seems so uncertain that it begs to be discovered. Not when that blurred future is the most beautiful sight to grace my eyes in a long time.

I won't crash... not when you're kisses are protecting me. Not today.

I'd love to

"there's no one in view... just you... just you... that's all... that's all"

- Steven Patrick Morrissey

Beautiful Confusion

confusion takes a hold of my mind as words make their way out of my mouth. some of them come out intact, some are slightly disguised in order not to express their true meaning, which would expose me in front of you like a drunken magician. and yes, some words stay in, waiting for a day when i hope they can reach you the way their meant to be heard, read, or touched.

thank goodness i'm confused... for i wouldn't know where to hide my face if my heart poured out the words it's really dying to say.

Black

it's like being in complete darkness without any sense of touch... boy, do i hate kissless good-byes

December the Second

little will spare this day from being remembered in the hearts of millions as a day of death, of mourning, of silence. she changed that, at least for me. before that winter of sadness comes to my mind, her kisses will make me smile amongst the killing cold.

Roman Vain Cage

i never dream... but in bed, i do think a lot about her... which in the end... is the same thing.