What if you were my one and I let you go
I guess that's just something I will never know

It was a lonely kind of smile

that painted my face

the moment you smiled at me

I hid my melancholy

—-

It was a lonely kind of smile

one without a trace

of any kind of glee

as you gaze at me

—-

It was a lonely kind of smile

before I looked away

Not minding your looks

So again I won’t be fooled

—-

It was a lonely kind of smile

and I start to think

Though I’ll never resist you

I’ll try my best to……

The black of mascara
creates a stark contrast
among a beautiful, perfect face,
while her heart is devoid
yet consumed within.
She sits in a dark lone corner
gently sobbing with feeble fingers
folding over ashen lips,
where no light can reach her
no touch can near her
and wan lips whispering silently
into the echoing of empty long halls,

*"I only wished to have someone love me..
as much as I loved him..."

You put your feeble fingers
on the small of my back, just like that..
and In that instance,
I completely forgot your name.
I forgot where I was,
who i am,
and what to say.
I looked over to you
and the sun was beaming on your face
the tips and edges of your hair glowed brown
almost like an ombre halo.
In that instant, all I could think was
"god, he's so hot."
All I could think of was
"ben.. ben.. ben..."
and your name pounding through my mind
like an unbroken incantation.

I don't know what it is,
I don't know what we are.
Head is spinning,
drying tears,
so confused.
Why do you curl your fingers
around my waist
skin on skin
bare at the pool.
Why do you lie next to me,
my head on your chest
If you dont... I can't eve say it.

My body aches
Because I miss you like the sands miss the kiss if the waves
I miss you like the horizon misses the sun every morning
I miss you so much that I can't function
I feel like I'm going through withdrawal
And my skin crawls for the taste of your lips
I miss you
But I know that's not enough to win you back