call me

For the last three years i have been waiting by the phone
And we have smiled, we have cried, we have yelled and fought
We have laughed, we whispered and made up.
We have tried to find excuses
We have chased each other until we were both out of breath
We made our story beautiful
We made our story unforgettable.
I tried to be distant
I tried to let you go
But three years are not enough to get you out of my head,
and there are so many words that i'm thinking
that haven't been said
There are millions of promises you could never tell me,

So dial my number and call me.

on the road

I wonder how easy it makes things, to be able to get away from everything every 2 months.
I also wonder how difficult it makes things.
The feeling of missing someone is the feeling i know best.
Certainly because i am always attracted to musicians, and musicians are known to be on the road.
I wonder how it feels to meet people every night, to sleep in another place every night, to travel to another town every day.

The truth is? I am jealous.
Things that are temporary are always the most precious.

what i love the most

is to lay on the ground during a summer night with a cigarrette in hand.

that's all

let down-go

sure, it's pretty
it might feel right tonight
but really, it's nothing at all, really, it's not real, really, it's not worth anything.
open your beautiful eyes.




and if i'm wrong? try harder.
i'm letting go.

foolish game.

oh the games we play.
you say if you walk away, then i'll try to find you.

i hate that you know.
I make the rules.
just not in your bedroom.



why did i even start playing.

we both lost anyway.

about our bed;

let's go buy white sheets,
let's share pillows.
I want to see coffee stains
I want to create our smell.
Let's lay here for days,
Late for work and late for class
let's touch and fight
let's talk all night.
Play with my hair
while i stare at you
Let's get a small bed
So i never feel far away from you ever again.
Let's make memories.

Passion at its best

I care more than you will ever know.
Every thing you say, create, write, sing, fascinates me. God, falling in love never really meant anything real before i met you. People always say "when it's the right person, you'll know". And they might have been just right.
I knew the day we met.
the first hour,
the first time you made me smile
and the first time you put your hands on me.
Something was different. I can't say this is going to last forever because it affects us so much that it scares the hell out of us and we could both get destroyed by a foolish misunderstanding or a mistake..but what i can say, what i can promise you is that from now on, i will do my best to make it last.
You make me feel.
You make me feel happy, lucky and all the most precious feelings in the world.
But you can also make me feel sad, my saddest, hurt, empty.
Because you can do anything to me. You own my mind and my body. You control me.
I am so passionate about you. It's slowly killing me.

And i'm loving every second of it.