day two...
my heart is shattered,
and i cannot breathe without you.
i feel like happiness
may never be mine again.
and that your face which i adore
will never look at me again.
i would never ask you for anything
other than a second try,
but this time,
as the people we first fell into
this is for you if you should read it...
perhaps the words i love you
we do not necessarily seek,
but instead search for the feeling of it,
or understanding of it through the heart.
but i tell you i love you,
not out of haste or to want you to say it back
but to give words to my heart.
should you feel the same,
maybe your heart will talk too.
perhaps the words i love you
we do not necessarily seek,
but instead search for the feeling of it,
or understanding of it through the heart.
but i tell you i love you,
not out of haste or to want you to say it back
but to give words to my heart.
should you feel the same,
maybe your heart will talk too.
my words have no music
but if you listen closely
the rhythm of my soul is there
and i'm more afraid than i ever feared.
will i win in the end?
time will only tell.
am i fighting a battle against all odds?
am i not honest with myself?
maybe nothing is real
and the story is not ours,
and the tune in my heart
hits the wrong note in yours
or maybe i just need other words.
but if you listen closely
the rhythm of my soul is there
and i'm more afraid than i ever feared.
will i win in the end?
time will only tell.
am i fighting a battle against all odds?
am i not honest with myself?
maybe nothing is real
and the story is not ours,
and the tune in my heart
hits the wrong note in yours
or maybe i just need other words.
i sometimes think i am alone,
but you are always guiding me by the hand.
i sometimes feel as if i am straying from you,
but you remain by my side.
i sometimes react in anger towards you and even question you,
and you let me,
while never ceasing to love me.
please teach me
patience
and truth,
knowledge
and strength.
in my doubt i still believe
and in my defiance,
i can still see you.
love, in my eyes, is our greatest gift from you.
seemingly evil at times,
but in its pure and truest form
it is a chance to be as close to you
as humanly possible,
while miraculously connecting with another human being
in the way you intended it to be.
but you are always guiding me by the hand.
i sometimes feel as if i am straying from you,
but you remain by my side.
i sometimes react in anger towards you and even question you,
and you let me,
while never ceasing to love me.
please teach me
patience
and truth,
knowledge
and strength.
in my doubt i still believe
and in my defiance,
i can still see you.
love, in my eyes, is our greatest gift from you.
seemingly evil at times,
but in its pure and truest form
it is a chance to be as close to you
as humanly possible,
while miraculously connecting with another human being
in the way you intended it to be.
my pulsating heart echoes off the walls of the city i love calling my home
and my soul is at peace.
the air is crisp but my lungs are tight
and each breath demands presence.
when my chest pounds with excitement
and my palms are sweaty
and i am running on adrenalin
i feel alive
free
any self doubt is masked with energy and harmony
and i know at these times
that there is hope in this world.
and my soul is at peace.
the air is crisp but my lungs are tight
and each breath demands presence.
when my chest pounds with excitement
and my palms are sweaty
and i am running on adrenalin
i feel alive
free
any self doubt is masked with energy and harmony
and i know at these times
that there is hope in this world.
again
and again,
over and over,
breathe in, breathe
out. breathe in, breathe
out. one step, one breath,
on day, one hour, one
minute. one life.
squander not
each
breath, in
and out, in and
out. tomorrow might
come and cease what you
might know to be true
and you have to
continue to
breathe
in
and out.
before you
give up, think
about tomorrow
and where you might
have the chance to be and
what you might have the
chance to witness,
who you might
meet and
share
a
smile
with, and
to inspire you
to keep breathing
the enchanting deep
breaths that keep your
heart beating.
and again,
over and over,
breathe in, breathe
out. breathe in, breathe
out. one step, one breath,
on day, one hour, one
minute. one life.
squander not
each
breath, in
and out, in and
out. tomorrow might
come and cease what you
might know to be true
and you have to
continue to
breathe
in
and out.
before you
give up, think
about tomorrow
and where you might
have the chance to be and
what you might have the
chance to witness,
who you might
meet and
share
a
smile
with, and
to inspire you
to keep breathing
the enchanting deep
breaths that keep your
heart beating.
sometimes the world demands perfection.
but the slips and falls are what make you real.
i am far from perfect,
but aren't we all?
but if the world demands perfection,
then where do i stand?
where do you stand?
do we all live in a false world?
do we thrive on the idea of perfection
that we are blind to the realizations of truth?
please do not expect perfection from me,
you will be disappointed.
but i will give you my heart,
and it's truth.
i pray my passion will make up for my imperfection,
and that I will always be known as real.
I will not expect perfection from you either,
just your truth.
but the slips and falls are what make you real.
i am far from perfect,
but aren't we all?
but if the world demands perfection,
then where do i stand?
where do you stand?
do we all live in a false world?
do we thrive on the idea of perfection
that we are blind to the realizations of truth?
please do not expect perfection from me,
you will be disappointed.
but i will give you my heart,
and it's truth.
i pray my passion will make up for my imperfection,
and that I will always be known as real.
I will not expect perfection from you either,
just your truth.
"questioning tomorrow"
is yesterday's tomorrow how you anticipated it?
is it silly or is it serious?
is it happy or is it sad?
is it more or is it less?
perhaps it's all.
are you in love or are you alone?
are you truthful or have you lied?
are you afraid or are you excited?
i wish for you a truthful love filled with excitement.
have you followed your plans or have you followed your heart?
have you been vulnerable or have you always been strong?
have you cried alone or amongst those you trust?
in this tomorrow do you recognize me?
have i changed?
have i asked myself all these questions too?
perhaps you can tell me tomorrow...
is yesterday's tomorrow how you anticipated it?
is it silly or is it serious?
is it happy or is it sad?
is it more or is it less?
perhaps it's all.
are you in love or are you alone?
are you truthful or have you lied?
are you afraid or are you excited?
i wish for you a truthful love filled with excitement.
have you been vulnerable or have you always been strong?
have you cried alone or amongst those you trust?
in this tomorrow do you recognize me?
have i changed?
have i asked myself all these questions too?
perhaps you can tell me tomorrow...
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