It's been four and maybe five nights now I've stopped myself from just calling you because I don't know if I can. You give permission but you rarely give invitations. xxox your rabbit.
These were the times I was walking into the neighborhood barefoot in the middle of the night. These were the times I was hiding in the calla lilies and hoping no one would find me. These were the times I was practicing how to quietly disappear.
Sometimes the half moons bleed too, and if I wake up soon enough that they are fresh and wet I press them to my eyelids and sometimes to my feverish tongue.
I've been exorcising things while I sleep. It's been wrenching, painful (and often beautiful). I wake up with my heart pounding and my lips swollen from biting them while I dream.
woops. sorry about that, y'all.
apple blossoms lining my lips, my mouth a wet mess with apple juice, waiting, wondering, thinking on you.
my heart beats with honey and salt water, it is flowing, thick with boardwalk taffy. i will pull long strands and wrap them around your throat and up towards your lips. i will chew through them to get to your mouth, and chew just a little bit more. i promise.
I know I'm lost without a place to go crazy. I know there's a sunrise on the other side To pull me through. What did you do when I called? Did you hear me at all? You Motherfucker I wanted you.
maybe i should have told you. maybe you would care. regret will never make it worse. (tonight i will think about it all again, everything i thought would never end. but it's over now.)
You should know I can see when you're looking at me. Sometimes it's comforting. Most of the time it splits my sternum open and my heart falls right out.
Over and over I try to figure out why things happened that way and I keep trying to figure out if they would have if I was different but I can't sort that part out alone and so I remain untethered, falling and failing over and over, hoping and hoping for rest some time soon.
heaven can wait as you should know by now but you really don't care and that's ok too, somehow every time i ask you what you want to be you say a hooker or something really dirty don't feel guilty i am that dirty too
Hear me sing: "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you." "Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you." I am waiting to hold you.
I'm sitting in the photobooth with gauze wrapped around my face. Go ahead, it's your quarter.
in the morning i will come up above the surface; it'll be like swimming in the ocean.
it's all heart and lungs it's not that much fun it's hard, hard to run it's not that much fun it's all heart and lungs it's all... heart heart heart heart
You expect me to act Like a lover Consider my moves And deserve the reward To hold you in my arms And wait And wait And wait For something to happen
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F ur (cover me.)
You've got a chemistry class I want a piece of your mind You don't know what you started when you mixed it up with mine
Anticipation Lyrics Artist(Band):Blonde Redhead Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics Send "Anticipation" Ringtones to Cell Anticipate and evaluate What he thought And what I thought before You're broken like me Like me before Dark place is your place I take dark drive to your place You're staring me You're staring with your inside eyes Knowing you, knowing me I am deeply sorry [...]
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