The Chase

The Chase

You let me go in a blur

Yeah you need that lasik

Even that new man of yours

Next to me, he’s basic

Don’t sit, c’mon stand

Rise up and face it

Love is not stationary

You have to go and chase it

Mine Still Hurts

Brokenhearted, once again

My memories come, back to when

I watched you sleep, in my shirts

And I fixed your heart, but mine still hurts

Decay

She’s a frost bitten flower

Her kiss turning sour

Like a fruit that’s left to go rotten

He’s a weeper in the willows

Screams into pillows

Slowly drifting among the forgotten

Lost and Found

I went into hiding

When you put me on the shelf

You never came to find me

So in turn, I found myself

Smile

The frozen heart began to melt

Feeling gleeful like a child

Its heartbeat, once again, was felt

And all because you smiled

My Storm

I feel like a moth, and you’re the flame

Drawn helplessly to you, it’s my heart you’d tame

I sat here and thought, if people were rain

I’d be a drizzle, and you’d be hurricane