Steve is on (to) something

I don’t want to hear

This silence anymore.

I’d cried
All my tears
A long time ago
And all that’s left
For me to show
My grief and pain
Are these black stains.

Hearts in hand
We set out to change
The universe.
What we did not expect
Was the fact
That the constellations
Wished to stay in place
And that the moon
Would choose to remain
A shadow.
So, defeated
We contented ourselves
With watching the shooting stars
Die.

*guitar strumming*
…another wasted night, [non-existent]
television steals the conversation.
(or maybe it’s just sleep, so)
wake me up [inside], wake me up [inside]
come on in and save me from the dark.
please say that you’re just not feeling tired
(of my silent tirades)
‘cos if it’s more than really that
i feel i might break down
[and if it's really that]
take, take everything
and leave me scrambling
reaching for something that was[n't]
there in the first place.
repeat chorus. fade away

(somebody save me)

—

(but wait, maybe you want to guess where these lyrics come from!)
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footsteps echo
through the corridors
empty
haunting wraiths of
a vibrant past
mere memories of
laughter shared
and on our pillows
tear stains
long gone yellow

if you want,
we can pretend
that it’s destiny’s fault
the same way we
always pretend that
the world will not change
when we could have
had things better

On a cloudless night
You will want to soar,
to own the immense heavens
and be everywhere at once.
You will feel the presence of
absence – the chill wind in your face.
Lift your arms and free yourself,
the moon longs to be with you.
You will see eternity and forever
by the light of the far-away stars
and will feel infinity in that moment
when time is stopped and you stand
alone.

On a cloudless night
you will transcend solitude.

—
For a genius immensely greater than mine. Happy birthday Jay!

I am not lonely.

The falling leaf

understands my solitude.

The rattan fan drones overhead
Prodding the sluggish humidity
Out the sunburnt windows.
Even the flies laze around
The tabletop, falling one by one
to the half-hearted flyswat.
The summer heat weighs on everyone.

she is

she always made asking
not too hard and
joked away your
nervousness easily

—
for a good friend of mine. and for the other as well.

I’m still waiting for that someone
To come along and break me down
Someone who’d come looking when
I’m gone, knock on my door
When it’s closed and ask to get inside
Eighteen years does make you feel
That no one will ever come but
I’m not letting go of hope,
They say you’re free to dream
And at least, if no one does come along
I’ll have tried

Sometimes I just can’t help missing you
Can’t stop myself from thinking
How happy I would have been
If you and I were still together
Sometimes I hear your voice as I lie in bed
Tossing and turning and feeling
The emptiness where you used to be

You’ve closed the door on our past
And told me to move on
But I just can’t help thinking whether
You’ve really gotten over us
Or whether you also cry deep inside
And wish you never said goodnight.

If maybe, just maybe, we’ll meet again
Even if it’s in another lifetime
Promise me you’ll give me another shot
And I’ll try even harder to make it work
Please never let go of my hand
Because this life is just so cold
With you gone

This is a love letter
For you who, like me,
Has had your heart broken
Or torn
And I hope it makes you feel better
Knowing that someone,
Somewhere, is thinking
Of you

Let me tell you now
How much I long for you
To be beside me,
And I hope that, somehow,
You will hear this song and
Know that it’s for you.
And I hope that somewhere,
We’ll meet, yes as strangers
But we’ll look into
Each other’s eyes
And know that we
Have finally found home

—
(edited) thanks to sir ron for the comments.
thanks to sir danton for the grammatical corrections.

It’s not very healthy to be walking about
At 2 in the morning
The chill usually seeps through your bones
And into your heart
After a few paces, your resolve will have
Melted away
But you’ll have gone too far to go back
And you’ll walk the rest of the way
Seeing shapes in every shadow
And hearing voices on the wind

this is how we’ll go along:
first, circle each other
carefully step, don’t tread
on the other’s feet
and then if the time is right
or maybe the weather,
or whatever else factor

dance
breathe, twirl, step
breathe, swing, step relentlessly

when you feel the music
raging through your blood
surrender caution and
throw yourselves wholly into it
and as you thread your way through
the swaying bodies,
let the rhythm move you

dance
breathe, twirl, step
breathe, swing, step relentlessly

but when it feels like its over
don’t hold on too tightly because
you both will drift apart inevitably
and find somebody else
to dance with so for now

dance
breathe, twirl, step
breathe, swing, step relentlessly

still, i wish
we could dance
forever

—

jay or jurmane, make this into a song!