the space race

you elate me up and up/ i hit the clouds and float on through/ pass the atmosphere’s last layer/ where the stars meet the blue

i’m dancing on the moon, my darling/ skipping over each and every crater/ spinning up and around saturn’s rings/ and continuing on to jupiter later

the galaxy spins round and round/ and the cosmos try to match my pace/ but i’m on top of the world, baby/ it’s our own space race

again

is this redemption?/ am i free again?/ i can love him without worry/ it’s been a while since then

can we be us once more?/ is this my last chance?/ i thought i had lost him/ until he gave me another glance

i can really smile now?/ it’s that simple?/ i don’t deserve this/ but to trade, would be sinful

hi, again:)

i know you’re reading this/ because you told me so/ i hope you get my letter soon/ and things will not be so cold

i like sitting in your car/ even though it can be hard/ i like sitting next to you/ even when our relationship is in shards

you make me happy/ and i know we aren’t holding hands/ but i like that too/ though you may not understand

scratches and patches

Stagnant we remain throughout the summer/ we blush and lean together/ yet it’s not our old solid connection/ New ties ensure we remember

We sound like a taylor swift song/ the ones that end sans another/ a broken record that begins each call/ every night and one more note stutters

Until we update our outdated machine/ still missing the worn, loved dents and scratches/ but grants us a tune-up/ to create our new song with patches

and yeah

I miss you when the lights shut off/ and I miss you when I click off my phone/ I miss you every time we hang up/ and I miss you now that I’m all alone

I know I was who gave up/ and I know I said goodbye to us/ I know I am the one to blame/ and I know I turned us to dust

Here I am in my room/ and here I am completely cornered/ Here I am saying I’m sorry/ and here I am not moving forward

I miss you every day/ and I know I broke us both/ Here I am with no way back/ and all because I broke our oath

Just three stanzas

click and clack/ tip and tap/ all day, all night/ always another lap

love and loss/whispers and screams/ around we go/ all nightmares and dreams

But to you/ or to me/ or to us/ or to what we used to be?

Yeah, this pretty much sucks and I’m putting this together in two minutes. Yeah, I keep droning on about love and honestly? I have no clue what it means. I know when I love someone, but to love and to be in love are two completely different things, as I’ve come to realize. And god, to love and to like are polar opposites. Like gives a possibility of love, but no guarantee. It can change in a week. But to love? That doesn’t mean you like them, at least not necessarily actively as a crush where you want to pursue them. However, it does mean that you would be willing to give up a lot just to talk to the person or to sit with them in silence and it’s comfortable or to risk all consequences just to keep that connection.

someone to talk to

the shirts i find on my floor/ they still smell like you/ my scrunchies have a faint tinge/ and all my sweaters too

i try to rolls my eyes/ and i want to look away/ and yet no matter how hard it is/ i can’t come back to stay

i keep our photos up on my wall/ because i insist we’re still friends/ but we rarely talk anymore/ at least since we saw our end

i want to keep busy/ i write and write and write/ and just save it all as a draft/ because i’m afraid i hold on too tight

good morning, a little monday

Good morning, good morning/ my light and sunshine/ good morning, good morning/ my love and cloud nine

I drink my coffee/ and laugh at your message/ i sit here and read/ and think of all the possible wreckage

but who cares about them/ at least that’s what we say/ hit the gas and run/ and away we chase the day

love is love is love

love is love is love/ it comes and goes/ and it falls apart/ as fast as it grows

love is love is love/ it’s opposite is not hate/ but an empty sense/ that’s just as strong of bait

love is love is love/ yet sometimes it has to wither/ to make more room/ or away it will slither

love is love is love/ at least so they say/ and yes it’ll be hard/ but not all good things stay