a return of echoes

i hear them, nightly, and so very quietly
a sweet song that was written for me
and i wish to dance to it with the one
who is singing so wonderfully and
can i start to love you yet?
i want to have that fairy tale dream
and i want the city lights to be my stars
and the sound of traffic to be my wind
and you to be the one who holds my hand.

this is for you.

if i could find out where to start.

i've put myself here without really thinking of the consequences
i tried to figure out what to say to you
but i left before i made a fool of myself and now
you'll never really know that i think the world of you
and every rotation the horses make
and the twinkling lights and the pleasant mistakes
scratchy music that plays a little tune of love
and everyone around me smiles and laughs
but sadly i'll not know how to follow the same
because i kept silent when i should have said all.

i never met a dead man

a physical one, that is.
and to think that we're born
alive, only to end up dead inside.
but when we meet life once again
we have the choice to breathe.

i'm alive.

please forget to go down

broken windows.

cold air fills my lungs
and the wind dances through my hair

i close my eyes and call
but you are already there

please won't you tell me
one more time that you love me
i think i need you more than life
and i need to feel you under my skin

my heart swells when you whisper my name
to know that i'm known and loved
that i belong to you
you're all that i need

even when i walk away
when i choose to turn around
you love me the same
your mind doesn't change
and you catch me when i fall

you're all that i need

clap.clap.clap.

a rhythm. a beat.
bobbing feet hang off the couch.
and they belong to me.
i cannot resist a catchy tune,
even in the worst of moods.
in searching for a moment of calm,
i'll play my music, my world, my reality.
and eyes won't stay the way they've been.
lying awake, sitting asleep.
it's like it wasn't there at all.