Authorz: acraftedlife

I can’t deny That I’ve gained That I’ve grown That you’ve made me better I have tried But I can’t deny That you were good…

Sing, laugh, dance. You haven’t taken these from me. But There is one word I can’t seem to shake away From your grasp; Play. I’ve…

My heart hurts, Despite me. I insist, oh but I insist That I don’t Give a damn About you Anymore, no. It still cringes At…

Is it nothing to you, That I said no? Does this make me Special? Or are you so Greedy? Is it nothing to you, If…

She walks along the silky sand, Her eyes and ears expecting, So soft and smooth on her skin, She smiles. It tickles her arches. Unable…

Hope can be paralysing But I’d rather be paralysed By hope than by the fear That I will never find Anyone who excites me As…

I don’t much care That you say you miss me Besides I’m certain It’s only a half-truth I don’t much care That you say you’re…

Make me a spirit So I can pass by As the wind And cool you in the heat. Or sunlight That can enter your room…

In one part of this broken heart Is you; all sweet and wonderful and true. This part? Oh this part, It’s the lucky one! As…

Saying your name still feels familiar. Like an old friend, from many moons ago. It’s as if my heart’s memory Hasn’t caught up to the…

I want for nothing more Than to let you back in. But I want the you who I know to be Sweet, thoughtful, caring, inspiring,…

I didn’t walk away because it was too hard I’m resilient enough to have bounced right back I didn’t leave you because I don’t care…

You could be so great If you weren’t such a liar And your head wasn’t So big you can’t fit a hat to wear Oh…

Move on. It’s what I’m trying to do Can’t you see that? Would it be all right If I just closed this door? I won’t…

Once upon a time In a dream, a wonderful dream We were together We laughed and played. But that was all a dream And that’s…

Why does there have to be Goodbye? It causes such fear, and enough one would die… If only it meant somewhere near And somewhere soon…

These tears flow Beyond my control. I know what I know, And I feel what I feel. The questions, they spin. Answered only by whispers,…

On the bus I see Old Ladies in black No funeral, no mourning Just tired old ladies Probably worried about bills On their way home…

There is this part Of me that likes this, Pining after you, Being this martyr. Loving you in silence. Aching, hurting, dying. I know. There…

The Gleam in your eyes The Sparkle of your Smile The day we met The way you made me giggle The way your laugh jiggled…