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torrey Jan 2015
They told you love was simple;
love was two people who care about each other.
They don't tell you that two lovers will become lawyers,
biting and smiling at the end of the war.

They told me they'd protect me from the world.
But where were they when the boy with brown eyes
and brunette hair swept me off my feet?
The boy with the gentle touch and sweet words.
He showed me oceans where the desert was
and where the flowers bloomed in the snow.
He made birds sing melodies in my dreams.
He sparked a flame in me
but soon wasn't cold anymore.
Suddenly, both of us human weapons,
ignited, left only with fragments
of our hearts when the war was over.
torrey Jan 2015
This time of night
Missing you aches more in the quiet
Filling the spaces with your old words
Meant for affection
But now haunt me like a ghost
Like when the lights are off and you're still all I see
You're still all I breathe
All the hearts have slowed down
But mine keeps racing
Your sweet I love you's and your laugh I adore
Close my eyes for a break
But even my dreams won't let me escape
torrey Jan 2015
I could write you symphonies dripping in roses
but it still wouldn't compare
to the way she says your name
or the soft touch of hope she leaves on your heart
I could paint you sunsets with my fingertips across your collarbones
but it still wouldn't compare
to the way she brushed your cheek with words so cruel
or how she kissed you goodbye
I could kiss sunflowers down your spine
plant a garden in your soul
but it still wouldn't compare
to
her
torrey Jan 2015
The closer we get the more I forget his voice
I forget his touch on my heart
The same touch that split it in two
The closer we get the more you run my mind
Like 9 to 5
I try to keep up but your love is still hazy
Your love is still hers
The girl with the hands made of fire
The girl with the reckless touch
The girl so addictive
The girl who runs your mind
Like 9 to 5
But you can't keep up
torrey Jan 2015
I can write you pretty words
But can I fill the void she could leave
Can I stitch it up with satin lace and fill you full of rain
Can I kiss the scars
The marks
Left on your heart from a love so forbidden
And if a love lost is a lesson learned then she could be your teacher
Your mind is scattered and your heart is lost at sea
But do you still think of me
When you're ready to be home
When you're ready to be set free
Each wave pushing you further and further
Will it be me
please
torrey Jan 2015
I've always liked the idea
of waking up on your skin
early in the morning
Sheets wrinkled from our deep sleep
The sun barely beaming
through the cracks in my blinds
Your fingertips tickling my spine
Such a beautiful sight
Two kids, so innocent, so young
Their hearts start to fall in sync
Only thing to be heard was their breathing
and his sleep
I miss you
  Jan 2015 torrey
JDK
What I told you yesterday had an impact on tonight.
Combined with what I said today makes it kind of frightening.
I've been extra-sensitive to coincidences lately.
My mind readily noticing when irony strikes.

If I've told you twice, then I've might as well told you a thousand times:
my friends are not good people,
and I'm not very nice,
So take a hike.

What I said two thousand years ago just echoed back tonight.
Recalled saying it just yesterday,
back in a different life:
My friends are all I have,
and they make me feel alright,
so if you've got a problem then go and take a hike.

Ninety million years ago,
dinosaurs roamed the earth.
The bulky massive precursors
to all of my friends' births.
They say a man can be judged by the company he keeps,
and these are all just metaphors,
but we've got claws and jagged teeth,
so come and get yours.

I spend my time with predators
learning to prey on the weak.
They accept me because I know all of their secrets
in a language I've spent two-hundred million years learning how to speak.

I've been extra-sensitive to coincidences lately,
like how all of my friends have such thick skin.
I suppose it's got something to do with my past lives,
the way they let me in.

I said it yesterday and I'll say it again.
Stegosaurus never stood a chance against Tyrannosaurus.
A well known fact amongst my friends;
Believers of evolution and survival of the fittest.
One day we'll rule the earth again.
This one got a bit out of hand.
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