Our Ability of Knowing Each Other

Between all of the things
You did
The poison of yours;
You serve, I draught
Flowing free inside my blood

Among all of the excuses

You’re stuck with this:

For me being the one

Who know your blindside,

You thought you already set it right

Between the sudden realization

And some flying accusation

That you know nothing

About me at all,

Somehow I am lost

Here I am

Writing you a simple hint

If you get it,

There are no rhymes

At the intersection

We took the same left

Me walking on the sidewalk watching you whole

You drove away leaving behind my all

The rear view mirror sees the difference

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Today I Took It Off For Good

You gave me a ring of promises and I remember you wearing your bright yellow t-shirt I laughed, I joked about it, you laughed But when I wake up I breathe into nothing other than the feeling of your ring on my finger and the reality that you are already long gone

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Hurt Me Enough Until I am Able to Let You Go

I am hanging onto the ropes Of the hours you didn’t reply; Of the phone calls you didn’t answer; Of all the time you were a teaspoon of sugar, Then I fell shortly after Into the questions that wrecked me from inside The second you were gone. I’d rather have it kills me Than watching you slowly fade While I climb back into the exact same spot Where standing alone needs a big amount of effort So don’t be a really good song, A line of words I cannot ignore, A written feelings I adore, Just don’t. I only need you to do me a favor: To bring on the good pain And hurt me deep Hurt me enough Until I am able to cut off the string Until the ache of your existence is finally missing

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Once upon every night

I misread the map and forget to say But you brushed it with “it’s okay, I prefer we took the long way” You smiled and let the music play How can you avoiding the right turn Makes my stomach burn Maybe it’s because the wheel speed doesn’t really match my heartbeat The one goes slow, the other one is overflow All we do is screaming out To the old song you like Our voice is tone deaf and sounds horrible At the moment I realized that my feeling is in trouble I cursed at the crowded street That you seemed to enjoy every bit It’s the way that you never think twice To not let me be alone under the night lights Maybe it gives me shiver More than the way you open the door Or bringing close my dinner Now you ended up being more than a blur

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