I care for you
In a way that seeks no return
As if it were etched deep into my bone
You will always have a home.
Let me brush your hair
Strand by strand
They intertwine with mine as I lean down.
And if I comb this entire lifetime
I hope the gods will allow us to meet
In each and every lifetime.
The scent of you lingers on my clothes
And it reminds me of home
Even though I used to find it cumbersome,
I guess I finally found my home
I feel as though I can’t get enough of you.
As if I want to sink underneath your skin,
And hold your beating heart in my palm.
Like your whole existence was made for someone like me
And your eyes were made just for me to see.
The same way I was made for you to see
Or the way that I came to be.
At times I think I’m selfish.
If everything were to end,
But we can stop it from happening,
Should it mean we would be eternally apart
I would rather let it burn down
Than for us to part.
I’m being greedy, I know
But suddenly I want to see your face show
Though I’ve never even seen it so
I feel your hurt so far away
And it makes me wish I could take that pain away.
I’ll hold you like you haven’t been held
Gently as you sleep.
I’d like to tell you how my feelings are unparalleled,
But despite my writings, I’d rather things like that be felt
Because I’ve heard so many words in the past
To find that nothing has lasted
So I won’t take this for granted
Like I once did in the past.
Pain is dreaming of you
Over and over and over again.
Don’t appear in vain,
I don’t want to see you ever again.
Let’s wrap this up
And call it a day.
I’ve cried enough
And I’ve done more than enough
So please, let’s just call it a day.
I didn’t do it to hurt
But that I couldn’t cure my own hurt.
It’s not out of lack
But rather my own lacking.
How egoistical must you be
To make it about you?