A Collection of Thoughts

Warning Signs

Alarm bells keep chiming, telling me you’re wrong.

But I don’t heed their warnings.

So, I drown them out by playing our song.

Auto Pilot

I’m on auto pilot

I don’t have control today

You’re the destination

And my body knows the way

“I want you” Is all I have to say.

Escapism

If I could escape

Anywhere I wanted to

The crazy thing is

I would run straight to you

Not expecting a fairytale

Or a dramatic plot line to unfurl

Just your body, around which mine can curl

Because right now all I need is you

And maybe a hug or two

That would do.

Falling

Do you ever see that you are about to fall

So you stop and look over the edge.

Then you panic because you can’t see a way back up.

Loving you was jumping in anyway.

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You’re the eye to my storm

The calming centre to it all.