NamelessThe name is someones identity, someones identityAnd I do not even remember his name.All I remember is the way his diamond blue eyes smashed against the lightand the way he leaned in to kiss me.I remember the way your stunning, golden velvet hair upon meLeaving me breathless.I couldn't forget you if I tried, but I can't remember your name.The name is the identity. it is the most important part.Without it, you are just a memoryA nameless, stunning, beautiful memory.
Love Drunk.I could blame it on the alcohol,But that wouldn't even be half true.Because for one, you weren't drunkSo I could just blame it on you.-But the thing was, I was drunk.I was tripping on my words,And slurring the movements.We mixed half a loko, but it wasn't enoughfor me.I drank half a small bottle of wineand could finally see-She feel asleep, as soon as you woke.I couldn't help but thinkThat you planned this.You knew exactly how I was going to end up, didn't you?Your whole self loves me, andMaybe you were scared, because maybe I was too.But maybe my drunk self lets myself get away with loving you. And I think you knew this -Whenever I'm drunk, you're always touchy-feelyAll high and mightyAll.. Cute and cuddly.You tend to look me in the eyes more when I am like this,Smile with that smirk more when I am like this,And when I am like this I don't stop you.-The first thing you always do is somehow get hold of my weakness.You ask to cuddle.I brush i
Looking at the night skyYou're marvelous. The sunshine shinesHoping to glow as bright as you.The night sky wishes it heldAs many stars and galaxiesSeen in your eyes,For the stars and and galaxiesStand for hopes and dreamsAnd darling, the universe is no match toYour eyes.You're amazing.Your half lit hair is beautifulIt falls just above your eyes andOn the sides of your face,You beg to cover it with a hatBut beg to differ, It's hiding and keeping your beautyTo itself.I remember sometimesYou'll hide my face in your chestBecause I'm "a perfect height to cuddle with."Your smallest touch Brought the sweetest spring dayAnd the softest summer nightTo it's cold knees.When you hug me,My shell becomes filledWith butterflies and sunshine.I hesitate to reach out to your skinOnly because I wish not to taintIt's perfection.Your perfection.You're perfect.When you look at me with those star filled skiesI feel as if I am floating Like a paper, or sky dancerIn your eyes,I
It Tasted Bitter.I could've sworn I meant somethingI could've sworn that the time wasted meant somethingBut I was drunk. It meant nothing.We talked about life, my life, our life.We talked about my past, our future.We talked about my mistakes, and our dreams.I remember I said, "I want to be a model, an artist,I am going to be great. I want to live in an a New York apartment with a spiral fire escape. I want to party everyday."You replied, that I was amazing, beautiful, and you promised......And you sat inches from my face, wondering why I couldn't look you in the eyes.Truth was, I couldn't look at your stunning beauty straight in my face.We talked about the times when we weren't togetherHow scared we use to be, how we missed each others company. How it broke us to both cry..It made me believe it was meant to be something. But then you held me close in your armsAnd I said you made a good person to cuddle with.You said, "I love to cuddle more than anything."I said how relatable