December 8, 2010

by your side.

you think i'd leave your side baby?
you know me better than that.
you think i'll leave you down when your down on your knees?
i wouldn't do that.

i'll tell you you're right when you want.
and if only you can see into me.

when you're cold,
i'll be there.
holding you tight to me.

when you're on the outside baby,
and you cant get in.
i will show you,
you're so much better than you know.
when you're lost,
and you cant get back again,
i will find you darling,
and i'll bring you home.

and if you want to cry,
i am here to dry your eyes.
and in no time,
you'll be fine.

when you're cold,
i'll be there,
holding you tight to me.
when you're low,
i'll be there,
by your side,
baby.

- he sings.

enclosure link.

i know it's getting late,
but if you want to talk a little bit more,
i wouldn't mind doing so,
because i want to.

i know i am,
feeling a kind of at the verge of tiresome,
but it isn't really bothering me,
since you're around.

all you got to do baby,
is kick off your shoes,
and lay down.
listen to me.

climb up here with me,
and let's forget about sleep.
just lay down,
with me.

- he says.

compiled with complicated numbers of thoughts.

if i ever push you away,
i didn't mean to.
when i told you i don't want to talk about it,
i really do,
only that i want to find the right words.

give me a minute,
if i can find the right words,
i will.
i will try to be a struggling mix of reality and perfect at the same time.

when i get quite sometimes,
it is just because i have so many things to say.
i have thought of telling you so many things,
all at once.
but i don't know what to say first.

i get immaturely jealous,
of the people who gets to see you on a daily basis,
of the people who happily mingle with you,
of the people who is other than me.
i miss you really easily.

but i also bare the burdens to like the fact,
that we are apart and we're just okay.
space is good too,
sometimes.

i love the way we love some of the same things,
and i love how we love entirely different things.

my head is a complicated pile of thoughts,
and i know that i love you.
 i am so glad that you are here.

- he says.

December 7, 2010

so i know of your taste,
so speak up,
lover.
it is in your lips, 
i found.

listen closer,
lover.
stay awake,
stay with me.

stay with me and watch these people roaming around,
and tell me what is the first thing that comes to your mind.
stay with me and i'll try to tell you,
of how much i have always wanted you.

- he says.
this is yet by far the best December ever.

- he says.

how can i be still, when i am always moved by you?


dreams.
these are the best that i have ever had.
there is only one thing that can still my fear.
and it is your soft touch.
yours,
yours only.

at first i was very nervous,
let it ride up to be,
you looked right through me.
i find it hard to take,
that you'd pick me up in your life.

thank you for letting me in,
as i am shivering cold outside.
i love you.
as much as i say so,
still it doesn't really show how exactly much.

be here with me,
as i want to sing with you,
as i want to dance with you.
i want to say everything to you,
as long as it comes naturally from me.

you know how i love you,
you know how i need you.
and i want you to know,
that that i wont let you down,
and i wont let go.

consistency doesn't matter,
because the world will keep on spinning around.
as long as we stick together.
stick stickly i might say.

- he says.

December 6, 2010

believe me.

i want to be there by your side. 

- he says.

December 2, 2010

leaving me restless, and plaguing my mind.

was listening too scary for you?
i can hide,
and say that you're not to blame.
part if every single bump and grind scenario,
just learn the lesson by now.

i have an illness,
and it is called 'myself'.
i have put so many things above you,
still you're there for me.
i don't even know who i am anymore.

i am dying,
i am beat down,
and my hope is dying.

i am all alone in this crowded room,
conversations that doesn't even bother in my mind.
trapped in reality.
show me,
because my heart is broken.
be my escape,
allow me to hear the words unspoken.
since somehow i am separated with a glinst,
from the one i love.

- he says.