if you’re in love, i pray you never fall out.
i hope you always have someone to sing those songs about.
if you’re in love, i pray you never let it leave
i hope they take your breath away but also help you breathe.
if you’re in love, don’t be afraid to be afraid
if they love you like you love them then you’ll be okay.
when you’re in love, you never thought you’d find it
i don’t think that love is blind but i know love is blinding
because when you’re in love
there’s no reminders
that nothing lasts forever
so we don’t remember
that even the greatest empires
will one day become dust
that glossy shine of the new steel
will one day become rust
the pronouns “me” and “you”
will one day become “us”
unfortunately, one of us
will take the “us” out of trust
and we’ll be treated to a dish which is best served never
these foul flavors of fate will feed our feelings forever
so if you’re in love, i pray that you remember
there’s a possibility you won’t always be together
so when you’re in love, be aware it might end
but if it’s real love, then you’ll always be friends…
what you deserve
no one deserves
the truth will set
no one deserves
we don’t deserve the
since we don’t have the
but the one thing
how do i say “i miss you” without sounding weak as hell?
how do i say “we should hang” without sounding like a creep as well?
how do i get the attention of a girl who has my attention?
how do i get to know her without asking too many questions?
how do i turn the volume down on this noise in my head?
how do i erase the scent from all these girls in my bed?
how can a lost soul like mine ever find peace of mind?
how can i fast forward without the chance to rewind?
how will i know when i’ve officially made it?
how will i know that my time wasn’t wasted?
how do i continuously fight feelings of impatience?
how do i seem to not get tired of waiting?
i don’t know how i do it
but i do it so well
and you tell me i’m great
how can you tell?
all we want in this life is definitive truth. we want to see the full form of the facts that our faith only outlines. we want to be sure. we want to be rest assured that we will surely be at rest one day. out of all the things we want, major or minuscule, we all long for that feeling of knowing.
and that is the problem.
there is no way of knowing. we have to stumble blindly, eyes open, along this never ending dead end road of life. so long, yet so short. trying our best to decipher between the illustrious illusions of immortality and the morbid mockery our mortal existence has made of us. in constant search of something we’re not sure we’ll ever find. our identity. our existence. a reason to even exist.
we just want to know.
but nothing here can be proven until it is proven. and once it is proven, the proof goes away. along with your life. we never know until we are no longer here. and by then, it is too late.
or maybe it’s right on time.
maybe we weren’t meant to know. because if we knew, we wouldn’t live. maybe the reason for life can be found in the search itself. maybe we exist to question our existence. maybe we long to know because we know that we will never know everything.
or maybe Life is just one big “maybe”
and we just don’t know anything.
maybe we never will…