Holes

Written June 12, 2008

All I ask
Is that someone tell me what’s going on
Someone tell me what’s going wrong
‘Cause I seem to be falling apart

Why, oh, why
Do I feel the need to put holes in my wall
Then rearrange the posters to cover my faults
It’s too bad they can’t cover the holes in my heart

But I feel change
A new leaf is turning over
And I’m starting over

These holes are no longer my crazy dreams
These holes are the clouds of the seven seas
They are places filled with exotic trees
As far as the
I can see the light
Shining through the canopy, all over me
It’s directing me down that righteous path
Before I feel the impact of our lifeless crash

These holes became trees to please my disease
And I feel the breeze of the seven seas
But those trees just look as lonely as me
They need a new look to show some feeling

Let’s paint the trees black and blue
For the memories of what I had with you
Forgetting you is the simple part
But my head doesn’t always agree with my heart

But I’m painting them, these beautiful trees
Forget black and blue, I will do what I please
It’s just me, the trees, and the clouds of the seven seas
And that’s all there is as far as the
I can see the light
Shinning through the canopy, all over me
It’s showing me the path to a better world
A new life, bigger dreams, and a better girl

Photography by Lujia Zhang, from Unsplash

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Falling from the Moon

Written June 08, 2008

Falling isn’t always easy
When you’re not sure if you’re gonna land
Falling can be scary
When no one extends a hand

But I’m falling and I’m happy
Because I’m falling for you
It’s just me and my emotions
And we’re falling from the moon

I took a wrong turn
At the sparkle in your eye
And now I’m falling quickly
Straight down from the sky

Go ahead and rule out gravity
In the way I’m falling for you
It’s just me and my emotions
And we’re falling from the moon

You’re my kind of girl
But I ain’t your kind of guy
Which makes falling difficult
When you’re so damn high

But I’m falling and I’m happy
Because I’m falling for you
It’s just me and my emotions
And we’re falling from the moon

Go ahead and rule out gravity
In the way I’m falling for you
It’s just me and my emotions
And we’re falling from the moon

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Middle Name

Written June 03, 2008

You had this mood about you
An attitude about you
I didn’t know quite what it was
Until you started flapping your gums

It was either this or that
I think I heard a “you are fat”
But then it all became clear
The reason you were chewing my ear

You asked, “Do you even know what I’m speaking of?”
I said, “At this point it’s all the same”
You asked, “Do you even know how to love?”
I said, “Baby, ‘love’ is my middle name”

And then your eyes got big
I thought it looked quite sick
But I just smiled at you
Oh, the way you love that I do

You couldn’t help hold back
But then I heard a smack
You didn’t find it funny
Not even when I called you honey

You asked, “Do you even know what I’m speaking of?”
I said, “At this point it’s all the same”
You asked, “Do you even know how to love?”
I said, “Baby, ‘love’ is my middle name”

Then you said try again
I thought this had no end
I knew that you weren’t lying
When I saw that you were crying

I tried to wipe your eyes
And brush away the lies
But then you fell into my chest
How did I become so blessed?

You asked, “Do you finally know what I’m speaking of?”
I said, “At this point I truly do”
You said, “Do you have anything to say about love?”
I said, “Baby, just that I love you”

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Forever and Ever

Written May 3, 2008

The breeze felt nice as it flowed through the open pane
The moon’s shining, light’s dancing on my model train
Then I heard a pitter-patter
The noise was happening faster, faster

I turned off my tunes and hopped off my bed
You were holding a sign that boldly said,
“I am yours. Forever and ever.”
Thought it was a pretty clever gesture

Swung open my door and ran down the hall
I was skipping steps and hoping not to fall
Like Christmas morning, an eager little tyke
You’re exactly what I told Santa I’d like

Where had you gone?
I was left with myself and the lawn
I didn’t know what was coming next
A signal would have been nice, so nice

I was leaping through grass with dew on my toes
I thought, “What’s she have planned? God only knows.”
I ran by your shoes, and I melted inside
The pond’s where you were, where you’d reside

There went your top, my smile just grew
A matter of seconds was when I’d see you
Your bottoms whizzed by, and I followed your lead
That night you were the only thing that I’d need

I did a cannonball, start it off with boom
Resurfaced, inhaled, I could smell your perfume
Looking around, you were nowhere in sight
A horrible end to the most perfect night

Where had you gone?
I was left with myself and the pond
I didn’t know what was coming next
A signal would have been nice, so nice

Then under the water I felt your hand
You slid up my leg like the ocean and sand
Your hair was so wet, you were soft to the touch
With those ivy eyes, lips the color of punch

I tasted them and they were sweeter than juice
You didn’t have a problem, you like to seduce
Holding you up, legs kicking to float
I felt the perfect time to steal your quote

Drew my lips near, near to your ear
“You’re my one sweetheart, you are a dear.
I love you. Just remember, however,
that you are mine, ‘forever and ever.'”

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Memories

Written April 30, 2008

Every day is harder, than the day before
Mornings are colder, without your head on my chest
If I could start over, I’d feel so blessed

I take out a bill, when I’m at the store
I see a note, of a purplish hue
There’s a heart on it, and it says ‘I Love You’

Everywhere I stop, everywhere I go
There are memories of us
Angels in the snow
Everywhere I run, everywhere I hide
There are memories of us
In the leaves outside

Today I heard our song, it was hard to ignore
I thought about the times, we would sing every word
Your voice was the most beautiful thing, that I’d ever heard

I still wear the hair band, that you always adored
I remember the day, I took it off your wrist
‘Cause it was the same day, we shared our first kiss

Everywhere I stop, everywhere I go
There are memories of us
And uncooked cookie dough
Everywhere I run, everywhere I hide
There are memories of us
Down the twisting slide

I’m looking at the ring, that you slipped on my finger
It’s bronzing a little, but it’ll always be mine
No matter the wear and tear, it’s still perfectly fine

Remember the scarf, that I spun ’round your neck?
Red, blue and polka dots, you called it your favorite
It almost blew away, but I managed to save it

Everywhere I stop, everywhere I go
There are memories of us
That little creek flow
Everywhere I run, everywhere I hide
There are memories of us
Laughing ‘til we cried

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A Gift from Above

Written April 10, 2008

I’m tapping my toes to the beat of your heart
And nobody knows how to keep us apart
Not that they’d try, but who knows, we don’t
You know that we’d cry, I suppose they won’t

For now I’ll keep drumming while your chest is still beating
I’ll allow your light humming, it’s the best kind of feeling
You tickle my back, give me chills up my spine
You’re the peace that I lack, and your thrills become mine

We share the same dreams through our sleep every night
We’re destine it seems to go deep in love’s flight
Angel’s slides peaking through, but your eyes are closed shut
Now I’m kissing you, I hear sighs, you wake up

Morning is here, naturale from the start
You nibble my ear, you’re my gal, the right part
Day after day I’m lifted by love
And as they say, you’re a gift from above

The feel of your lips, and your touch, and your grace
Are like an eclipse, covering much of my face
The future’s in store, we can do what we please
But I know for sure that it’s you I will squeeze

Right now, and tomorrow, and the rest of our time
Somehow I will show the world that you’re mine
I’ll give my vow, let us float in a hot air balloon
For now let’s just joke of me pulling the moon

One last look in your blues before I must go
You’ve got me hooked, it’s the truth, oh, you know
I’ll be home soon enough, and I’ll miss you too
The whole time I am gone, I’ll be thinking of you

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