draft, draft, draft.

goodmorning, sunshine.
please do keep me warm between your arms.
all throughout the coldest winter nights and days,
and every lonely day in-between.

with her only in reveries.

goodmorning,moonshine.
i swear i'm ready to break.
could you keep me nestled above your hazy twilight clouds?
cause i'm feeling like i'm falling.
slowly.
again.

please let this all be a dream.

fishing in a sea of hate, looking for love.
searching for a feeling that would last longer than a season or two.
and i'm afraid i'm finding that in you.

the morning dew is dancing in my skin.

i'll just keep the words pouring out of my chest.
write it all down, never to be said.
cause everything's a blur, i can't keep up.

i still can't explain why i dream of you while i'm awake.

slipping away.

hello again, it's been a long time.

goodbye, i'll miss you too.

the mere absence of your presence girl.
makes me feel hollow through and through.
gasping for words that can somehow get me through to you.
knowing that they'll never be enough.
and i've fallen far too deep to let this go but letting go anyway.
knowing i'll never be enough is the hardest part

and as i open my eyes i'll find a way, a reason to breathe again.
it's just another excuse for the beating of my throbbing heart.
and i'll write a song for you and me to sing along to.
from which every word is poured out from my hoping heart.

still hoping, but breaking.
still waiting, but fading.
this is me singing my last for you.

someone else.

i don't know why i'm finding it hard not to think about her gleaming face.

take over me, please.
will she drown me in her sweetest sighs and laughter?
i swear i feel something when i look at her
yet another set of hazel eyes.

but this one's so much different, i don't know why.
clinging on to every word she's about to say.
and every single thing she's about to do.
take over me, take all of me.
she bathed me in her sweetest smiles.

so don't ask me what i'm feeling right now.
'cause even i don't know it myself.
i just find it to be the weirdest little thing that i went through.
when i ended up missing her and not you.

drowned.

a seemingly ordinary day, waiting.

waiting to implode.

a day of heavy hearts.

the clouds cried simultaneously for us.

a downpour of emotions.

they wept until we drowned in their very tears.

death is painful.

but a death of a loved one is impossible to bear.

sinking it's sharp teeth deep within my chest.

"help me, please. am i alone?"

soaked and cold in the wake of the storm.

eyes opened wide until sunshine and beyond.

unable to enter a peaceful slumber.

but the wind's still singing a lullaby for us.

there's a reason behind everything we went through.

"no. you're never alone in this world."

this is a call out to the numb.

open your eyes and ears and hearts.

time to break the shell you've been living in for so long.

we need your help.

we need each other right now.

and to the sympatetic.

thanking you is never enough.

a tear of joy is shed every second you were there for us.

two months.

the stars don't seem to shine without you.

and i still don't know how i'm getting through.

poems and lullabies seem dull to me,

without you, jumbled words are all i see.

i feel so numb now.

walking still and standing in circles.

confused. tired. cold.

this masquerade just won't cut it.

but i know it's well worth every second of waiting.
after two months, you know i'm still believing.

and don't you ever worry, baby.

i have my fingers crossed for you and me.

always.

nothingness.

staring blankly at the weaving skyline.
a drought of inspiration.
colour-blinded by your smile.

still dreaming of you.
it makes my nights more worth sleeping through.
and it hurts to wake up everyday without you.
again and again.

and i've been singing to myself just to get by.
another second.
another minute.
another hour.
another passing day.
i'm missing you.
more and more.


and i'm searching through every cloud in the sky,
for something that can compare to you.
failing miserably yet again.

everything changed since we went our separate ways.
but please know that i'll still feel the same way for you.
always.

a drought of inspiration.