Jeff Bernat – If You Wonder (74,158 plays)
Soosh*e – Japanese Television (Vassana Mee) (18,794 plays)
I was never one to write love poems, but when I met you around 12:15 in the Philly scene you scoffed my life’s movement. Made me park it. Who would’ve known that a simple high five could’ve sparked this. I still don’t write love poems, but if I was to write about love it be about you. And how your heart still spoke the same language as mine too, but now your tone doesn’t match the messages that your eyes do. I’m jealous..jealous about your pillow, your best friends..everything that you touch, see, breathe. All things that frequently encounter you and that because of you I was smiting. Putty in your hands. Your voice was a pure rhapsody to my ears. It was extraordinary to come across a soul that’s far from here. Kept my weather forecast clear, rid of all possible fears, made me even believe I was good enough. Good enough to keep you here. I looked sad when you left because I spoke with you with words and you looked at me with feeling. You always had that power to keep me around at one moment and then giving the ability to walk on the ceilings. It seems so effortless with you. Maybe that’s what was appealing. Comfortable as easy as breathing the way we were supposed to be. Not addicted to you like a drug naw, but the sun, the air a necessity. Completely healthy caring for my well being, basically saving my life. You used to kiss me like a drowning woman clinging to a floating log. I held my breathe as you submerged me along with you. I could still taste the first breath of bitter air. And now I’m thinking you should’ve left me there. You didn’t bother to hold on to our connection. I bet I couldn’t even grab your attention if I were to shout into these empty sanctuaries that we call our hearts. So, I guess it’s safe to say that nothing lasts forever despite our beautiful starts. Yet, I’m hoping that one day, one day we’ll be able to take it back, back to love park.
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