I'm not good with these so bear with. I thought this would be a blog where I posted music and covers, it's not though. Not yet.
"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."
It strikes me often
That my poetry befalls deaf ears
And blind eyes
Listen because I need you to
Listen because you need this too.
I won’t pretend I know
I won’t pretend I can grasp the complex vocabulary that stains your weathered pages -
So many pages -
I won’t pretend it doesn’t scare me
This not being able to read you
Not being able to get much closer then skin
Why don’t you let me in?
And even if I looked up every word
Your pages go on into the thousands…
I wonder if reading you is even worth the try
But reading in between the lines
I know it’s all worth my time.
watching Orphan Black with Julli = best idea ever. That show is the bomb. Super qual
I was telling the truth when I told him
But you’ve got this underlying fake air
And an overdone feel that’s not quite right
I’m only just putting up with it
but you’d never know.
I feel it, you know
My memories fading
Lined up one by one
Little wisps of air
I can hardly grasp them
I can’t remember why they were funny
or worthy of remembering.
Were they -
worthy of remembering I mean -
if they’re slowly
The space between us has lessened
So naturally I feel you everywhere
I’m breathing you in
I’m driving myself mad
Because you’re right there
Right next to me again.
Never really got to you
You looked over them and read
As though they were
for someone else
Somewhere deep down
I always knew I was
Wasting time with you,
I get it though
It must be
To play with someone’s heart
I’ll be the outlier,
I know you like it better that way.
And let’s face it
I don’t want to be a pain
And I feel like that’s all that I am.
I’m falling for people I know I could never have
I just can’t have anyone.
I don’t know
But I wish I could
Find someone I had at least a chance with