The Girl In My Dreams

To: Heaven

For: My Darling

Skyscraper of glass, bluish hues of dawn

Fever dreams mid-november

Memories lost in the winter strom

Whispers of mist on my window

Ghost of your touch haunting my dreams

Your reflection on my bedroom mirror

Yet when I blink you're gone.

Ocean of grief drowning me to its heart

Stay for a little while, my sweet darling

My eyes have gone dry, no tears left

Show me mercy, even if it's fickle

I'll fall to my knees, gazing at heavens above

Strings of our heart intertwined

Yet we're two world's apart

Come back my darling

Or expect my arrival.

You didn't even looked at me,

While I die to see you everyday.

I hate you, I hate you so much,

Yet I can't help but wait for you.

Your heart may belong to someone else,

But i wish for your soul to be mine.

You die to hear from her everyday,

While I rot in the wait for you to be mine.

I was never a human. I was just longing and melancholy that was shaped into one.

Choas of thoughts

Sitting alone in the dark brooding night

The party in full swing yet she's left out

The nicotine in her system

Along with dreams and hopes

But she's never satisfied

Now she can't hear her thoughts

Because in her head chaos is rooted

Turning to leave or to leap into desperation

But she's fine because she knows

She knows the sting of thorns of love

She knows her drugs

She knows her love

All the pills she is high on

All the nights she'd spent crying

She knows her addiction

She knows her desperation

So she is going back

Back to where she started of.

If you were a puzzle piece and I was a square, I would ruin my edges just so we could fit together.

Land Of Lost

Carcasses of memories where her heart belonged,

Ashes of words where her thoughts corrode,

Dreams spread out on a silken cloth,

Just to be washed away by the storm.

Rocks of love in the pendant she worn,

But what use is it of when her lover's gone?

Hopes written and collected in a jar of glass,

Only to be broken and thrown away in trash.

Her melodies like a forgotten tune,

Played on an abandoned broken record,

Waves residing where her eyes belonged,

In the end she was the oceans favorite song,

Carried away by the waves to the land of lost.

Before death, I must live.

Home isn't always a place where you live. Sometimes it's your best friend who wraps you in her arms and you know everything will be alright.

Would you still love me if I was a phantom dancing in the castle you stumbled upon accidentally, with my blue dress flowing like a river and my hairs billowing in the midnight wind? Would you still love the apparition of me after 1000 years I waited for you? Would you still remember me...

Cardan: Let's play Kiss, Marry and Kill!

Jude: I already did.

Cardan: What?

Jude: With you.

Cardan: ........ OHH!