Monday, March 23, 2009@2:10:00 pm
I can feel you’re not asleep anymore.
You crawl out of bed and then tiptoe to the door.
Put on the hoodie with the rips and the tears.
The hall light seems to whisper as it plays through your hair.
And for one,
Second split,
If I had to choose one thing to remember, maybe that would be it.
From the doorway I admire your stride.
I don’t feel as warm, even though we’re inside.
You slide the glass, its cold but you don’t seem to care.
I love you in just a jumper and underwear.
You’re insane,
I can see.
It’s just one more reason why you seem to mean so much to me.
Why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
Creep up behind you, let me have you to hold.
Put my hand on your stomach and I’ll never let go.
Light up a cigarette and we'll stay here for a while,
your hair smells softly of smoke and I can't help but smile.
And it’s strange,
but it’s true.
I don’t care for that smell as much as when I smell it on you.
6AM brings out the colour of flowers,
from here on the couch I could just watch you for hours.
You say I’m crazy and you’re probably right.
I can barely sleep at all when I don’t have you at night.
And the smile,
that you give,
when you catch me staring at you makes me feel like I just don’t need to live.
But why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
There’s nothing wrong with him, he’s not too old.
Strong and attractive with hair and heart of gold.
Whenever I see him my heart starts to race.
Every kind word he says to me’s a blow to the face.
It’s a joke,
And it’s cruel,
He’s the star of your life so I guess that must make me your fool.
Why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
Why do I still stay?
Should I get down and pray
For you to stop using my heart as a ball in this game you play?
You crawl out of bed and then tiptoe to the door.
Put on the hoodie with the rips and the tears.
The hall light seems to whisper as it plays through your hair.
And for one,
Second split,
If I had to choose one thing to remember, maybe that would be it.
From the doorway I admire your stride.
I don’t feel as warm, even though we’re inside.
You slide the glass, its cold but you don’t seem to care.
I love you in just a jumper and underwear.
You’re insane,
I can see.
It’s just one more reason why you seem to mean so much to me.
Why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
Creep up behind you, let me have you to hold.
Put my hand on your stomach and I’ll never let go.
Light up a cigarette and we'll stay here for a while,
your hair smells softly of smoke and I can't help but smile.
And it’s strange,
but it’s true.
I don’t care for that smell as much as when I smell it on you.
6AM brings out the colour of flowers,
from here on the couch I could just watch you for hours.
You say I’m crazy and you’re probably right.
I can barely sleep at all when I don’t have you at night.
And the smile,
that you give,
when you catch me staring at you makes me feel like I just don’t need to live.
But why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
There’s nothing wrong with him, he’s not too old.
Strong and attractive with hair and heart of gold.
Whenever I see him my heart starts to race.
Every kind word he says to me’s a blow to the face.
It’s a joke,
And it’s cruel,
He’s the star of your life so I guess that must make me your fool.
Why do I still stay?
When every single day I’m fine until I,
Predictably start thinking of how you want him that way.
Why do I still stay?
Should I get down and pray
For you to stop using my heart as a ball in this game you play?
Labels: betrayal, boy, girl, heart break, love, romance