Counter tops, and the wet green grass
is where you used to take me
But nothings the same as it used to be.

I crossed you once
I crossed you twice
I told you little white lies, lies, lies.
Not that I knew, at the time.

I cried my tears, I reliquished my pride
I gave it up
to be my your side
to hold your hand
to hold your head
to share my secrets
to share your bed.

And when we’ve gone grey and grown old
and when we wrinkle and our skin folds
and all our earthly teasures have been sold
and all our good stories hundreds of times told.

I’ll stand on my tip toes look up at you,
tittering and tottering, with eyes like new
smirking, at how we came to be,
and how you stole my heart from me

Vacant till you come home.

Sit on my couch

Drink up my tea

Long as you're here

Sitting next to me

Hold my head, lay

My hands on your chest

Hug me tight, let

Our tired hearts rest

Trace my skin

Whispering your memories

Silent smirking and

Murmuring sweet melodies.

Sit on my couch

Drink up my tea

Long as you're here

Sitting next to me

Silly Things I Really Dislike

Fbook chat

Voicemail

Phones on "silent"

Being forgetful

Broken ends/dead ends (hair)

Tags sticking out

Someone not letting me crack my knuckles/every other part of my body.

(more to come)

Hey there Mr. Ellie Fhant.

come take a seat next to me.

I know you're standing in the room

And easy enough to see

So pull up a chair

and pour yourself a cup

They'll ignore your company

over-chatting as a cover up

I can hear you stomping

I can feel your weight

I can see you grinning

I know our fate

Mr. Ellie Fhant.

You're THE elephant

standing in the room.

Mr. Ellie Fhant

You're the main event

They'll have to acknowledge you soon.

Its a scary thing when you're not the only person.

There's so much potential.

for everything.

for anything.

exhilarating

or

crippling

never meeting eyes.

my lips are spitting lies

youre within arms reach.

but our heads are miles apart.

I stick out my hand

to give you back your heart.

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lies buzzing around

like pesky little bees

they will make us fall

bring us crashing to our knees

lies buzzing around

like busy little bees

they sting our eyes, blinding

oh keep blinding, please please please.