I remember the late afternoon, where you held me so close to you I could hear the soft beat of your heart... So relaxed. Comfortable in each other’s company.
Have you ever missed a person so much?
You found yourself writing their name
Like a routine when pen hits the paper
Or scarred their name into your skin?
You will always be a memory
That stays with me for the rest of my life
No, we didn’t have the chance to make any new memories
At least I learnt from the experience.
I feel so trapped inside my own emotions
Each and everyone is tangled together to create a horrific mess
This mess is the life I have no choice, but to live
I created it and now can no longer escape from the beauty of its nightmare
My heart is overflowing, with emotions made for you
My insecurities question, if you feel this too
I'd revive your heart, if you revived mine
I'd spend forever and a day with you, lovingly entwined
I look deep into your eyes
To try and find a reason for why I love you
All I can see is my reflection shinning back at me
Your eyes seem to consume the rest of the universe
My life is a painting, which I can create
It’s my choice if I choose to paint over the hate
There are so many colours, which can easily fade
To confuse the memories that I have once made