If you are missing someone
If you need encouragement
If you are soul-searching
If you need a reason to stay
These are for you
Flowers on your doorstep.
You deserve flowers on your doorstep and coffee in the morning.
You deserve notes left on your dashboard
And ice cream sundaes at 3 a.m.
You deserve honesty every day
And kisses at every hour.
You deserve,
to be reminded how beautiful you are
And if you let me,
I'll show you everyday,
I promise.
I thought about kissing you today
And yesterday
And the day before that.
I know I'll think about kissing you tomorrow
And the day after that
And some more days after those days.
I think about kissing you slowly
And tracing my fingers along your lips.
I think about kissing you in the car,
In the rain,
On your doorstep.
I think about kissing only you,
Not anyone else,
Just you.
I have been a little off balance since the day I met you.
This is because I had never known what is is like to be perfectly aligned.
I think that if you let me,
I'd treat you like the sky.
I'd join up all your insecurities,
Bundle all your flaws
Into a new constellation,
And search for it endlessly.
I know you don't see yourself
The way I see you
And you'll argue
When I call you beautiful.
But all the things you can't stand about yourself,
Are the things I can't go a day without.
I think if you let me,
I'd build an observatory
Just to show you
That all the stars in the universe
Will never shine as brightly as you.
If I loved you,
Then you'd become my balloon.
I'd tie your string to my finger,
And I'd never let you float away.
Until one day,
When you wanted,
We'd float away together.
We should kiss,
Not because you passed my way,
But because you stopped.
And I've never been the same since.
I never expected you to get under my skin,
But now your name runs through my veins,
And I can't help but let every part of you in.
I'm covered in all these broken promises,
From people who said they would never leave.
Sometimes afraid of my own skin,
And the scars that run deep in my veins.
Am I ready
Am I ready
For someone who could turn me inside out?
No one dares to peel back the layers of your skin,
All this damage,
Your a mess.
Are you ready
Are you ready
Cause I want your damaged skin.
This is me
I am the eye of the storm
And my heart is a little broken
But if you want me, I'm yours.
I am in awe of the way you walk,
Even when you walk right past me.
But what else am I supposed to do,
When your hair is soft and eyes are brown?
And my heart turns over at the sound of your name,
Only you smile at me the way friends usually Do.
I am more of a mess than a rainy day because you have no idea I feel this way.
The aches in my arms still surprise me,
Even after letting you go.
You are the freckle on my nose,
And I am the freckle on my back,
We share the same space,
But will never be together.
I swore I would never be happy again,
The day you said,
"We're just friends".
But the world goes on,
Even when lovers go their seperate ways.
So I will carry on in hopes I'll find you again someday.
Your heart is the sun
And it's gravity pulls me closer to you each day.
But the sun destroys all the it touches;
At least that's what they say.
Life is too short for games,
Unless it's a game of cards.
Don't text back right away,
If you like them,
Pretend you don't;
And don't you dare say I love you first.
Well fuck that
I will text you back in three seconds,
I will tell you that I like you;
And if I love you,
I'll tell you every chance I get.
Life is unpredictable,
And I'd rather play every card as honestly as I can than have a deck full of regrets and what-ifs.
Often I wonder,
What it may take for someone's heart to grow cold
And I think perhaps the reason is because
Their heart was left out in the rain.
And so on rainy days I struggle,
Because I still don't know how to convince you that I will be outside in the storm with an umbrella just big enough to cover your heart.
We cannot all be artists
And I must admit
I love to paint
And if I were to pick a palette
All my colours would be of you.
