Maybe we should just sleep on it

If love comes your way
don’t be afraid
Unlock the box your heart’s encased in
Hope it wont change and
beware of the games that she’ll want to start playing
Oh, lately babe I stay awake thinking if your life is lonely

Well maybe I’m just scared
scared to ever have to let you go
I want you to know that right from hello
your love just kept me wondering
Well maybe I’m just tired
tired of never knowing

I know I’m not good enough for you

If I can be saved show me the way
Help me help myself
Don’t be confused
our love is true
Just tell by the way I’m looking at you

It is the lying in your arms

Soundbites: Ryan Adams (Wonderwall)

It is the minutes afterwards that is the most telling. He could be lying there with his hands folded across his chest, eyes resolutely burning a hole into the ceiling. Or he could be leaping to his feet and reaching for the remote control, saying: “Wonder if Alonsso won the cup?” Or, in some instances where the minutes after is marked by a sweet silence in the air and nothing but a cool breeze sweeping against your hair, he could be lying down beside you and gently holding you in his arms. And the only thing you can feel is his heartbeat  and his slow, laboured breathing. At the end of the day, that’s what it’s really all about, isn’t it? The security, the comfort, the peace in knowing that (even if it is just for that one moment), you were his and he was yours. And nothing can ever take that feeling away from you.

I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now. Because maybe, you’re gonna be the one who saves me?

Oh how it is bleeding

oh master of words, can’t you say what i want to hear?
twirl me around your fingers, no i don’t mind that at all
it’s just like what he said: “just use me as you will”
i don’t care one bit
no, it’s you who don’t give a damn
paper words falling from your mouth
tick tock tick tock
it’s 2.39 now.  

                  and the phone isn’t ringing.