Last Christmas

Last Christmas
I gave you everything
from the very start
this year I'm with someone special

It disturbs me more than I know
to think that I lost a best friend
because we couldn't make it work
it's only now we're long gone,
and very out of touch
yet sometimes, it's the occasional text
when my mind flickers over the past thoughts
fleeting as they may be
but warm, warm, memories

Look, I don't really miss you
I never really did
it was over from the beginning
we didn't even need Christmas
to symbolize the end
don't miss me any longer
lose my number.
forever.

 Take care.

Last Call

The stars are the reflections of our dreams in your eyes
The way I look once, twice, you're my prize
Long drives, loud music, easy smiles
Who knew that we'd face numerous trials
I'm the proudest man living in this place
There's no other girl I would replace
I've got the girl that my 911 can't compete with
It's like its always December twenty-fifth
Repressed, tantalizing, insatiable.

Shivers up my spine crease the thoughts of my world
What I wouldn't do to make you my girl forever
Candlelight dinners, walks down the pier
It's the way you look at me, that twirl in front of my mirror
The slinky looks, sensational sense of humor
This hot and cold attitude, dreams of better days
What happened to that girl that sent me into a craze?
We're stripped, twisted, ripped away.

We make up, we get up, we let up
We're unstable, uneven, unsure
Unrepentant, unreal, insecure?
Its the three am calls, the amounts of texts
Double checks, games, girls on my cellphone
What am I doing? Where are we going?

Hands on my neck, feet on my waist
You're so pretty when you're disgraced
Its a shame to have to chalk this fall from grace
To arrive from a lie, only then we started to erase
Not being able to reach you, half truths
This is not what I asked for, not what I fell for
When you burn this perfect picture, see the door
I fold, bend, crumple through and through.

Giving it up hurts the most
Our conversation is as if talking with ghosts
Plenty of hurt inside, realizing we came that close
Rejection once again has paid its toll
And for a long while, there will be that hollow hole
To the streets, to the grass
I clasp our hands and we both laugh
Enough is enough, let us run.

You're a season

The waves of our resistance define our choices. The consequences of our actions are unparalleled. We drift, spiral, vanish, beyond the means of reason. I don't truly like this; I don't like letting go, going slow, pushing my thoughts of you aside. If you just didn't have that silly smile, the one where I pull you in, gravitate, and run my fingers through your hair. Your dark, dark, cold hair.

It's our roots. We stem from issues unresolved, complications, triangulations, pieces of our hearts spinning by day, thriving at night. Talking through issues, skipping work, playing by ear, remember? Calling you on the phone talking until the sky begins to open, with warm shafts of light press down upon us. Your hand that was in mine. These are the days I live for.

Unequal, inconsequential, insatiable, our appetite grows. It's hard to be the better man, when you keep on dying. Let the pale, still, earth glow and let your eyes open to this new season. It is now just a period of life, where we let go of our strife, our delights, moving for the sake of motion. It's such a dangerous business to keep your thick, desolate door open when these winds blow in; who knows what will push through to you. Never give up.

I say this in honesty, repentance, and inspiration. You were the reason for my innovation, in and out. The waves lap against the house, our shaky foundations built on mud. It's hard to be intertwined when the bricks you build with are made of sand, right? Like a lock in a door, a room to a hallway, wheels to a car, pillow to a bed, I still embrace you. Keep your pretty head up and never let go. This is our season.

The most blunt part of you

Is the way your mouth says no, and your eyes say yes.
How can I say no to something already predetermined before?
Brilliance, luminescence, tumbling
Aftershock, destruction, uncertainty
Reawakening, comfort, unequality
Cascading, enrapturing, terrifying
Spiraling, softly
Falling
For you.