I dreamed of a girl
The beauty of words enthrall my soul
But you will never find my heart through any of them
To easily manipulated
Simple truth buried alive under illusion
Find the things I say with silent lips and unmoving pen
That’s where you’ll find the beat in me
(I hate that you gave it to her)
It’s so far away now
That someday we pretend can happen
When I hear your voice it’s easier to believe
But I can get so lost in the missing pieces
I don’t know how to finish another day
When I’m barely keeping these demons at bay
And I don’t know how to ask you to stay when I’m still stuck in yesterday
The things that stand tall crumble with pressure
How can I hold this up with unknown promises I can only hope are true
Tell me a story (I just want to hear your voice)
I need a replacement for the one that started without me
Trying to connect these words
To the time I measured in the length between your kisses and whispered thoughts
There was a girl once, she carved my name to her arm
When I had to say goodbye
I’m still looking for proof my ruptured heart is necessary to balance my flaws she found
And I was miserable with you
But it was never because of you
Just for what I couldn’t be
I still have it in my head that one day the words ‘I love you’ spoken from my lips is going to matter to someone
I’m still looking for a honest way to say I love you
You use love so fast
And I don’t think you understand there can be feeling behind the cover up of words
And the pile of lonely emotion shouldn’t exist anymore
For something I can only see from thousands of miles away
I breathed deep just then trying to guide, the thoughts from my head
There has been so much time
And so many stories have passed since then
You still matter
I can’t compass my way to your heart
How did this happen?
Because I swear just yesterday I was waiting for you
My fingers clinging to any of the low hanging branches I could find
Digging my feet into the loosened sand
I still have the bruises from where my knuckles punched your slamming back door
I swear I was
But waiting felt more like running
My feet torn bloody
My lungs burning raw
This wasn’t a choice
Just a wall I couldn’t pass through
I stopped chasing the things you left behind
Standing still feels like moving on
ptv-love-mice-and-men asked: Ed sheeran fandom :') and you are awesome xxx
Well it’s good to know someone other then my mom thinks so.
ptv-love-mice-and-men asked: I do write but it's more songs than anything, sometimes I write imagines and fan fic's :) but I'm not as good as you xxx
I have done some fan fiction but I’m not all that good with long stories. Which fandom? Stroking my ego will get you everywhere my dear.
