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Published Thursday, January 29, 2009 by jovi.
i'll do whatever it takes.
to turn this around.
i know whats at stake.
i know i've let you down.
and if you give me a chance.
and believe that i can change.
i'll keep us together.
whatever it takes.whatever it takes - lifehousewe were made for each other.
we were made to break each other.
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Published Friday, January 09, 2009 by jovi.
sat up for hours, thoughts of a lover.
i'll probably never get a chance to hold again.
all of my days spent.
waiting for nights.
with her again.
again.
and i'm, sharing a drink with a memory.
and a laugh with an empty seat.
do you still look the same?
will you still look at me the same?
cause i know that I don't.
i've gotten so old in these last few months.
and i'd rather be fighting with you.
than sleeping here next to her.
forget for just one second that this is not alright.
let's drink to feeling nothing.
at least just for tonight.
stay for one more.
pass out on the floor just like we used to do.
it got so hot in your room.
and i can't let it go.
this phantom pain i'm feeling.
and the hurt wont leave me alone.
and i'm tired of sleeping with ghosts.
fell asleep with your ghost woke up with a headache.
from a cure that's only temporary.
and in the morning always fails me.
don't let me fall i'll break.
what a mess i'd make.
pathetic pieces on your floor.
will cut your feet forever more.
you're porcelain.
such fragile skin.
just let me hold you.
i'll be gentle.
i won't drop you.
this time i'll be careful.
porcelain - cauterize
don't let me hold something so fragile and delicate.
don't say a thing as we get closer and closer in this mist.
damn this is gonna hurt.
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Published Tuesday, January 06, 2009 by jovi.
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Published Friday, January 02, 2009 by jovi.
in one night.
you made me your own.
the deepest embrace's creation.
i laid there for days.
and you forgot.
in one night.
you made me your own.
in one hour.
you gave me away to the angels.
you sent me up to the sky.
now their wings fan the heat.
from the face you'll never see.
the hair you'll never smell.
the little hands you'll never hold.
now i am but a silhouette down.
there a silhouette of a memory.
of a solitary night.
nothing more.
for evangeline - the juliana theory
if i could forget you for a minute.
i would.