Audrey Illena

Audrey Illena Jul 2013

Thief

you took your hands and you took my heart
you ***** liar you tore me apart
gave you a chance, from the start
i didnt see this coming, now im left in the dark

There is a boy, who was a man
till like a child he got sticky hands
Silly me, with my heart on my sleeve
easy access to steal and deceive

where do i start from here, it’s hard to see
the tears have blurred my vision, how could this happen to me?
don’t expect payback, revenge isn’t me.
but i hope you realized that i’m what you needed

you’ve burned that bridge, no you cannot cross
how does it feel to be at a loss?
you’ve played your cards, you reap what you so.
better watch out boy cause cupid lost his bow

There is a boy, who was a man
till like a child he got sticky hands
silly me, with my heart on my sleeve
easy access to steal and deceive
i want it back, i want to put it in my chest
he took it, but i want to save it for the best

The song goes unwritten because you left me dry
the boy that im in love with’s in a different state of mind
i tried to wright the song to say how much i cared for you
but when you left you took my heart and all my kind words too.

this is a about a grown boy who was never a man.

Audrey Illena Jul 2013

Words

Words can do so many things that we'll never understand
A heartbeat won't make you come alive the way one word can
The pictures that they paint can take your breath away
Goodbyes that they whisper will make you want to stay
When they are laced in hatred and fight to make you cry
You find that rhyme within you and realize it was lies
That words would never hurt you, only sticks and stones
Well now you're a few years older and left with broken bones.
When sweet words are spoken from someone that you love
You feel cupid catch you and carry you above
When words are hard to come by because your tongue is tied
It always seems as though your missing an important part of life
When words are placed in music, your soul is pierced within
Whether it be happy, sad or tragic, your heart is singing till the end.
Words can do so many things, and I've only said a few
But put thought before your speech because the power starts with you.

Audrey Illena Jul 2013

the truth is

The truth is I think about you more than I should. You run through my mind like a never- ending song. It’s a funny thing though, because I have never met you. How can a stranger penetrate every daydream? I think about us holding hands and your smile. How you will be taller than me. Your laugh. The same laugh that will try not to shine through when I get angry. Because some times I will get angry. I think about us holding hands and your gentle touch. The same touch that will show my kids kindness. The hands that will guide and grow my kids with my help. I think about how much passion and perseverance you will have when it comes to supporting and leading our family. I think about how that passion will come from the first true love of your life: Jesus Christ. I think about how the love Of God will be like a fire caught up in your bones. How it would make you weary to hold it in, so you don’t. You bless everyone who comes in contact with you with the light of Christ. I think about how I will be the second love of your life and you will love me with all that you have. You will not be perfect, but neither will I. I think about how my life right now, needs to be worthy of yours one day. I think about how God has designed you to fit perfectly to me like a missing puzzle piece. I also know that it’s not time for the puzzle to be completed yet. But until that day, I wonder if you think about me too.

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