I saw a number calling I shivered.
It was you.
It was you.
It was you.
I saw your number calling and I pressed the red button.
I don't write. I create.
I saw a number calling I shivered.
It was you.
It was you.
It was you.
I saw your number calling and I pressed the red button.
We were once good friends…
What I want?
I want you to sweeten my days.
I miss what we once shared and had wished profusely that it never went away.
Our visit to that café was an experience I must say.
One that warms my soul on a cold summer’s day.
Over time I’ve wanted to reach out and say, ‘hey!’ But situations occurred and life swept me away.
What I want?
Is to kiss you, forever and forevermore.
I often dream you’ll arrive after midnight, with 3 taps lightly on my door.
Frequencies wrapped me up and tore away unfaithful thoughts. My mind calls them back and my heart always applauds.
I sometimes feel like a fraudulent existing life form, because if I’m honest and if our universe permits, I would freeze us in the eye of a love-storm…What I want?
What I want? Is to never miss you, because you’ll be here within my reach.
I want to hear your voice up close; I miss those long nights – just you and I.
Each second spent with you was both a curse and a blessing. And if I’m honest with all involved, I’ve understood a painful lesson.
What I want?
I want to feel your arms hold me tight, I want to kiss you goodnight and I want to hear you whisper, ‘everything’s going to be alright!’
I never imagined we’ll fall out and have silent fights. Ones where I feel, and I type and I write what’s black and what’s white. Feelings bite through my wrists like I might stop and…
What I want? Is to understand you. I don’t know you. I’ve never met you.
I want to like you.
I want to write with you.
I want to stand height to height with you.
I want to cite life with you.
I want to make delights with you.
I want to spend the night with you.
Who are you exactly? Where on earth did, we meet? How did you find me again? Why did you return?
What I want?
I want to set the world on fire and soar through the night sky.
I want to return to our universe, to be that sapphire blue star and die.
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Inspired by Alice
You cut my time to get to know her.
You advertised how she saved you when I don’t recall her presence during your darkest times.
Crow was correct when he said, ‘Off with their heads.’
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