Forevers.

And now, with accelerated breath, tear stained cheeks and an undeniable urge to throw up until my heart doesn't hurt, I wonder if he only knew. If he'd just pick up the phone and call me.

Tempo

Everyone always said “that girl dances to her own drum
Has enough strength to blow out the stars and give hell to the sun”
Look close and I’m waltzing but I step out of tune,
Others hear Three Times a Lady , but all I hear is the blues.

Others see a woman who is beautiful and smart
Lights up the room they hadn’t realized was dark
I look in the mirror and in my reflection
All I see is a girl who needs a lot of correction.

Relentlessly brutal, unable to give myself a break
I‘m my biggest critic, always judging the future by past mistakes
Assuming people see in me the same failures I do


And these shoulders weren’t built
To take the weight of the world

Illiusionist

A magician never tells their secrets
but I finally told you mine
when I could no longer bear the
earth shattering sound of my silence
and could no longer pretend that what
I felt was just some trick of the light
when I knew that to me    you were magic,
I asked you to join me
in a second act
and fingertips have never been so strong,
and their touch gives me amnesia.
I have seen magic tricks
but have never felt your sleight of hand.
The heat of your touch
melts away the coldness of my past
breaks me free of the cage I'd left myself in
without bothering to palm the key

you offered me the conjured remedies
of a broken heart,
delivered free of charge
all I gave you was my love
(I'd always been told it was worthless)
and I offered it to you feebly.
what had always been carelessly tossed aside
you gently grasped in
your hands
because you knew that sometimes
what one believes is trash
could transform into a dove if just given
the right push

you could feel that there was still magic left there
could feel your hands cup my face perfectly
knew you had powers of your own
and as you kissed me, you brought out the girl who still wanted to learn
the secrets of love
needed to know that deception and illusions
weren't necessary in order to love her
and your lips make the complications and
imperfections of myself and my past
become nothing more than
smoke and mirrors.

I no longer see love as an illusion
just magic.
(Abracadabra)

Orbit

They say she's got curves
for miles
and that he's straight just like
a road
but together the two of them
formed a path
that helped guide their
way home.

He says her eyes are
starlight
which sparkle when
their bodies entwine
She thinks his lips are
sunrise
radiating heat
when their mouths align.

The boy sees constellations
in the freckles
on her face
The girl thinks of binary stars
as she's wrapped in
his embrace

As night falls soft like blankets,
two shapes become complete
she murmurs in his ear
"I am yours to keep."