I'm Such A Liar

I

wish I could turn back time to
when simply seeing you

wouldn’t

send the butterfly fairies in my stomach fluttering
or discovering secrets that i didn’t

know

about you couldn’t possibly feel as if i unearthed
a hidden treasure of enchantment.

if

love was to swallow your smiles,
and breathe in your miracles, than

i

can taste your empty promises on my tongue,
and feel your ignorant whispers on my skin.

could

love prevail? is it something only found in fairytales,
where make-believe suddenly becomes something we

call

home; because such child’s play possesses the ability to
divert our attention away from the harshness of reality.

this

infatuation, of all things,
simply cannot, should not, would not be

love.

(Right?)

He’s Not Going To Fall For Your Sly Tricks (I Hope)

I see the way she looks at you from under her batting eyelashes,
the way that coy smile seems plastered onto her face,
and the way she twirls her hair around her finger(just wishing it was you).

Please tell me you’re just as uncomfortable with this as I am.

I’ve Come To Learn That Your Pretty Words Are Often Transparent, But Beautiful All The Same

I steal glances like you steal hearts.
We’re just a couple of thieves.

But babe, you’ve been in the buisness for so much longer than I have.
You know every curve of this game,
where as I carry the instruction manual in my back pocket,
and still manage to get lost.

Remember December? (Throwback)

When I said Forever, I meant it theoretically.
When you spoke of Infinity, you were talking business.

(I’m beginning to see how this misunderstanding started).