stories to tell

heartbreak everyday since i met you. waited for the courage to talk to you but it never came. i could only imagine what it would have been. hello i'd say, hi you'd respond. silence would then embrace us into the night. heartbreak ever since i met you. i still try not to know you, it hurts so much when it shouldn't. now it's just me, me and you. waiting for those pancakes in that small atlanta diner. playing with our order and asking for too much, too much. heartbreak heartbreak heartbreak. please please please. let go of me let go of me. heartbreak at daybreak, at dusk, dawn, and all time until i break. holding on for tonight.  for that light to come. for that blinking light, hoping it's you. but it's never you is it? forgotten, with a heart that is empty because you never gave it back a love that is never received and for all we worked and all we built all we got was heartbreak.

standing up. that's how i first saw her. it was as if the air around her condensed and danced amidst her curves and spaces, between her legs and fingers, caressing her face and playing with her hair. she smiled and i believe i smiled back. i couldn't tell you because a black hole formed in my chest and as it sucked me into oblivion all i could think was how time is relative. then she moved her lips and i could see every word float out towards me. they were warm and fluffy and to hear them was a pleasure unknown. i could dream about the electric shock of holding her hand for days. i have dreamt about it. i miss it.