The goals and plans we made?
When we were together?
Those shouldn't matter anymore.
The promises we made?
Only to break them?
Those shouldn't matter anymore.
The compliments we gave each other?
Only to find out our true selves?
Those shouldn't matter anymore.
Even though we're now mean to each other,
We now have our own separate ways.
That shouldn't matter.
Yet why do I care?
Why do you care?
Why does it matter?
I find myself smiling as I walk, lost in our future.
Holding hands and smiling,
seeing adventures in hidden places:
rain, sun, snow, through any storm you are mine.
nothing can drown our parade, not now; not ever.
you aren't a guest like the others before you,
they only stayed until it was no longer convenient but you,
you seem to be permanent
always there.
I lose myself in daydreams of you and I,
lazy mornings and busy afternoons,
having fun and loving...
when you love.. oh god you love with your whole being,
you love with your heart, your mind and your soul;
you bore your soul to me and I felt that love too.
I understood how you gave everything for one person,
You're the cause
You're the reason
That I've been feeling
All these feelings
You could have changed
You could have been different
But I never thought you would
Even though you said you could
It's too quiet here.
Come closer.
You can't hear me cry.
Come closer,
you can't see my dreams all die
from where you're standing on your own.
It's too quiet here.
you promised-
then, weeks later, when i fell
you smiled maliciously and said "broken promises are the best kind"
'broken hearts hurt the worst'
its too quiet here.
i feel so cold-
relief exists though.
when i am cut.
crippled anger,
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I hope someday
you'll find an old picture of me
and you'll wonder
if i still love strawberry milkshakes
more than love itself
or if i still reguest
a pinky promise
upon agreement
and maybe you'll even wonder
if i wonder
about you
And two years gone
yet you remember me!
We both sense the love
who never “met.”
Promises are made
before new leaving
And saying words
we will hold to is joy
These petals will not drop,
time or not.