June 15, 2012
Physics for the soul

You’re the sun

I’m in your orbit

you’re burning away

creating things where they weren’t before

it’s like nuclear fusion

-but with me and you

8:14pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZIpdrwNSS6_4
(Notes: 11)
  
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June 9, 2012
under the stars

I want to watch you blossom

making galaxies with your hands;

even though I can’t see or touch them-

I know for sure they’re there.

8:00pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZIpdrwN3r-jj
(Notes: 5)
  
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June 2, 2012
Untitled II

A storm won’t last forever

But the sun can’t shine every day

There will be times when you are rewarded

But there are times where you’ll have to pay

There’s a delicate balance in the weather

That you have to understand

Sometimes it will give you hope

Other times it will bring you to the ground-

 

 Where there is laughter

There is also pain;

Where there is sunshine

There is also rain

6:12pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZIpdrwMcc-K_
(Notes: 5)
  
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May 31, 2012
Tomorrow night

I want to feel your body

I want to know your smell

I want to taste your lips

when they’re pressed

against mine. 

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(Notes: 4)
  
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May 29, 2012

It gets easier, you see:

dusk turns to dawn

night turns to day

and hate turns to love,

eventually. 

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(Notes: 2)
  
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May 23, 2012

I want to be your universe.

but you are a star,

and I am a black hole.

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(Notes: 5)
  
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May 12, 2012
Stay

Who I am I to ask of you

to simply love me more?

I need you by the fireplace

(very far away from the door.)

I need you to try to hold my hand

and never to push me away,

for the most beautiful phrase you’ve ever said

is simply just ‘please stay’.

8:07pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZIpdrwLM1DxI
(Notes: 3)
  
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May 6, 2012
I need a drink.

You slide down my throat

you enter my veins

you tell my head that I’m perfect

and my heart that it’s whole.

.

When I’m with you I am invincible

without you I’m a wreck

you make the sun shine bright

and the clouds go to bed. 

.

It’s great until the morning

when I wake up all alone

with a pounding in my head

and sickness in my throat.

.

I remember why I need you

how you make me better

I pick you up from the floor

and I start it all again.

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(Notes: 4)
  
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April 29, 2012
Maths

If I can’t prove it with algebra

then what good is love to me?

If can’t write it in terms of x and y

then I really don’t know how it can be.

If there isn’t a formula

then how do I know what to do?

.

I’m 100% sure maths is much easier than loving you.

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(Notes: 2)
  
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April 22, 2012
tiles

I wanted to be with you

With you and your smile

With you and your eyes

But I am not worthy

So I just stayed at home

And counted the tiles

On the ceiling 

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(Notes: 8)
  
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April 16, 2012
Summer

the summer comes and with it brings

the smell of the sun on my skin

and I almost know without asking

the ache and the pain it will bring

those long hot days in which your skin

will tan and your hair will turn gold

are the long hot days that despite the sun

my soul will turn cold

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April 16, 2012
friends with no benefits

I searched for myself

But I couldn’t find that thing

That made me happy

.

Maybe I would have found it

If I wasn’t searching

Between the sheets with you

9:02pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZIpdrwJn10a2
(Notes: 2)
  
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