you brought out the dictionarymade her swear on every synonym for over, left, brokenframing your questions in all possible wayscovering all bases in uncoveringyour guile nowhere near sufficientfor her deceitmy aunt looking for proposals for her daughter, adjusted her shawl and with a youthful laugh once saidan old man marrying a young girlis like buying a book for other people to read
you brought out the dictionarymade her swear on every synonym for over, left, brokenframing your questions in all possible wayscovering all bases in uncoveringyour guile nowhere near sufficientfor her deceitmy aunt looking for proposals for her daughter, adjusted her shawl and with a youthful laugh once saidan old man marrying a young girlis like buying a book for other people to read
you are yetto drawlines betweenmy scarssee the shapethat emergesdraw parallelsand you wouldspeak of lovewe have far to journeyI am still mapping your birthmarks
you are yetto drawlines betweenmy scarssee the shapethat emergesand draw parallelsand you wouldspeak of lovewe have far to journeyI am still mapping your birthmarks
you bury your face in melike you are starving I am left gaspingclawing at the sheetsyour arms gripping meheld by the hipsI am helpless,breathless, boundand then you break me
you bury your face in melike you are starving I am left gaspingclawing at the sheetsyour arms gripping meheld by the hipsI am helpless,breathless, boundand then you break me
what you call serendipity is a weight inside my chestyou give me too little of you how did you learn to be so careful with yourself?watching me hurl myself into usstanding there calmly, know this -I will turn away after I break.
what you call serendipity is a weight inside my chestyou give me too little of you how did you learn to be so careful with yourself?watching me hurl myself into usstanding there calmly, know this -I will turn away after I break.
for the first time it doesn't scare you didn't you see my hands shake as I lit up yet another cigarette -I've been scared for weeksmy face against your chest helps me breatheyou are homeI am lostno bearings, no ground, no sky
for the first time it doesn't scare you didn't you see my hands shake as I lit up yet another cigarette -I've been scared for weeksmy face against your chest helps me breatheyou are home, I am lostno bearings, no ground, no sky
why does fallingfeel like leavinglike being leftlike abandonment?like standing in a room alonewatching for ghostswaiting for shadows of you to fall across me again?why does falling feel like sinkingwhen it should make me fly?why is your fallenso easy for you to containwhen I want to fold myself into the floor and cry?
why does falling in love feel like leaving,like being left, like abandonment?like standing in a room watching for ghostswaiting for shadows of you to fall across me again?why does falling in love feel so much like sinkingwhen it should make me want to fly?why is your falling so easy for you to containwhen I want to fold myself into the floor and cry?