I can see you as clearly as the orange and yellow
toothbrush,
left on the sink like the memory card in my computer.
It holds pictures of your lips, hands, eyes.
As you slept beside me, although I worried,
it was all worth knowing you were right there.
left on the sink like the memory card in my computer.
It holds pictures of your lips, hands, eyes.
As you slept beside me, although I worried,
it was all worth knowing you were right there.
The days that I wake, I hope to your
voice,
because I have you
I know that I am worth living for.
because I have you
I know that I am worth living for.
Listen to me, let me find that t r a n s
c e d e n t
place within myself
that will one day find the words,
the ones that will give you that a-ha moment,
that will make everything beautiful.
place within myself
that will one day find the words,
the ones that will give you that a-ha moment,
that will make everything beautiful.
You are alive for only awhile.
And do we measure it in moments that we feel
alive, or the amount of air that’s in our lungs?
And do we measure it in moments that we feel
alive, or the amount of air that’s in our lungs?
I have given you a name, I call you friend, yet we are
Something more
My entire life, I hope to spend
being here with you being there, too.
And if you aren’t, it will all be worth
knowing you’re somewhere,
with breath in your lungs.
My entire life, I hope to spend
being here with you being there, too.
And if you aren’t, it will all be worth
knowing you’re somewhere,
with breath in your lungs.
I hope that you will see
when you stand before yourself,
you stand before Me.
You, yourself are worth living for.
Although you grow weary
from walking that line,
the one that crosses my collar bones and
hopes to die, the one the rests in my laughs
and runs on my sighs,
You are here,
when you stand before yourself,
you stand before Me.
You, yourself are worth living for.
Although you grow weary
from walking that line,
the one that crosses my collar bones and
hopes to die, the one the rests in my laughs
and runs on my sighs,
You are here,
like barbells in the crook of
my ear, and bandages on bruised knees.
my ear, and bandages on bruised knees.
The time I’ve spent on them,
swirling in the s u p e r n a t u r a l,
hoping, praying, that you will know.
You are the strum in a stream.
Guitar necks prop your broken soul,
and I am praying you will know,
You are worth living for.
swirling in the s u p e r n a t u r a l,
hoping, praying, that you will know.
You are the strum in a stream.
Guitar necks prop your broken soul,
and I am praying you will know,
You are worth living for.
One alone is only half the heat,
I couldn’t bear to sleep without
my feet entangled within your feet.
You keep me warm, grounded.
Like Gravity.
I couldn’t bear to sleep without
my feet entangled within your feet.
You keep me warm, grounded.
Like Gravity.
Here are these letters that make up
words;
I want them to tell you something you’ve
always known, I want them to keep you through
the morning.
I want them to tell you something you’ve
always known, I want them to keep you through
the morning.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
Forever.
I want
You are worth living for(ever).
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