Back in the Day

Back in the Day

Back in the day
Love used to be so simple
Scribbles and names across the pages

Back in the day
Hate used to be so simple
One word and a smile on our faces

Back in the day
Tree branches were the only thing we broke
Innocent lies were the only thing we told

Back in the day
Tag was a game we played
One touch into an honest chase

My favorite cup
Your favorite juice
My mom’s makeup
And your dad’s shoes

I want to go back to these days
I want to take you with me
I’ll show you the innocent love
And everything we could be



Your proximity weakens me
But so does your absence
My lips are tender
Still marked by your kiss

Write love on my heart
Ink me with your skin
Embrace me softly
As the twilight embraces the sky
Because I’m an ashen heart
Incapable of handling a strong blow

Make me shiver
As your lips graze my neck
Sink your teeth in my skin
And expose the layers of anguish
For your touch
And tenderness

Yes, I’m desperate for you
For your eyes to land on me
To make me feel beautiful

So look at me
And revive my ashes
Resurrect some love into my broken heart
I promise, I’ll give some back…



I can’t describe the joy I feel when you’re this close. When we’re breathing the same air. When you talk to me, when I hear your voice… and my name on your lips. It’s beautiful. I feel beautiful when you look at me. When your eyes decide to carve a memory of me…

That day, when you asked what my name was, I couldn’t stop smiling. I swear I couldn’t.

I keep envisioning those eyes of yours… I try to let their warmth seep from my memory into my body, into my veins… until it’s embracing my heart.

I keep retracing lips that were never kissed, wondering how yours would feel against mine.

I keep running my hands across my arms, wondering how firm your grip is, wondering how easily you can lift me… wondering how safe I would feel….

This isn’t about a heart skipping a couple of beats, nor it is about the flutters I always get when I think about you…

It’s more-

More than the typical romance novel shit…
This isn’t a typical attraction.
I’m afraid this might be an addiction.
Addiction to your warmth, your strength, your lovely scent, and your sweet voice.
You make me beautiful.
Your proximity, my addiction, makes me beautiful.

Find Me

Find Me

And I’m still lingering on that tiny hope
A love, or a chance at love
Filled with an emotional vacancy
That keeps spreading through my bloodstream
And I know, it won’t stop

I need a soft glow-
Your halo
To hold me in an embrace
Cover me with warmth
Shelter me from a dark emptiness
And the cold eyes

I’m afraid of becoming one with the darkness
Afraid of losing that last bit of light still raging
My heart is growing weaker with every beat
So please, come and find me soon
If we’re meant to be
Find me-
Before I flicker out…