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rufus Sep 2014
I never really ruled the world
it was never mine to hold
will never be mine to cherish
will never be mine to kiss.

Though I can inhale
I can breathe
My body is working
I can move my feet
My mind is present
I can be what I was meant
I have been given a life to live
I have been given something
to call a home
A home which I can never really own.
:(
rufus Sep 2014
I'm glad I never knew
How different love could be
I'm glad you feel it too
I'm glad it's you and me

I still ask, though I'll never know
Why a heart like yours
Fell into my love hole
And stayed 'til morrow

I still ask, though I'll never be answered
How an electric soul like yours
Could love me, an ember shattered
Still you want to call me yours
rufus Sep 2014
Cinemas were made for us to watch movies, but it seems like they are the one watching us.*

How right the world was then
We held hands and you opened
The world I have never seen
The buzzing was too much
I remember how you were so tensed
God, what could have happened
If I didn't close my eyes?
We were not even inches apart
You were listening to my heart
Every move was burning
Every touch, every spark
What were we watching again?
Oh ***** that, dear,
our lips were now getting near
to the most awaited bliss
to the most awaited first kiss.
Life of Pi.  cinema 5 of course. always in cinema 5.
rufus Sep 2014
It's wrong when people say
Love doesn't usually come our way
It's always here, let it remain
Twas there for a while, even if it is gone
So why wonder who will love you tomorrow
if yesterday already took away your sorrow
dreamt of dis sht
rufus Sep 2014
Morning comes and my thoughts are changed
Today knocks and I am saved
I hear those songs once more
And I end up closing the door.
8768 poem
rufus Sep 2014
the problem about them
is that they write about everything.
so if they write about you,
are you really different?
if they romanticize
the way your eyes close when you laugh
and notice the way you walk,
isn't it normal for them to see all these things?
what makes their adoration special
is how they can tell you all the words
that they have written at midnight
face-to-face, upfront, straightforward.
what makes their love for you special
is how they combine it with petals
and notes every morning.
how they are not contented with their own rhymes.
how they want you to feel special,
so they will go all the way up
just to make you feel something.
how they do whatever they promised.
how their hearts go crazy when you say those three words.
how they fall in love with every particle,
every scent,
every vibration,
every touch,
every word
you have ever said.
what makes you special
is the fact that
you are the only one
they see when the sun wakes them up.
what makes you special is that
you are the only one
they think of when the stars bid good night.
what makes you special
is that they take their time
trying to catch your every breath
everyday.
you are the only one.
rufus Sep 2014
2:30
stop fading, please
stop letting go of this
stop hiding in your shell
maybe i just want you to tell.


3:20
one hold and i am still
one stare and i broke the deal
it is weakening, it is too strong
it is a thing i dont want to last long


4:13
here we go again
walking down the runway of stares
what have we done? is this a sin?
to escape this, we climbed the stairs


4:30
let our silence do the talking.

5:10
what even is kissing?

5:30
we should really go home now
no, stay.

6:01
it's the rain that's telling us to leave
**i know, but let us stay.
{Wouldnt It Be Nice - Beach Boys}
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