rainhunter

staying up late because we don't know how to tell the time of baggy eyes and yawns anymore. sleeping in because our dreams tell better stories than our own lives do. living in libraries because books are better to digest than the hard plastic of 3D glasses and films. staining our fingers with ink because the calluses on our thumbs hurts more with the instant reply of rejection. rummaging in the back of closets because the past was full of regrets that only our present can see.

I could just lay here with you all night.  Listening to the sound of your heart and feel the steady rise and fall of your chest under my head. I think of how I always could relax and breathe without an elephant on my chest when I was around you.  You made it easy. You were a constant in my mind and without you, I would have withered and tucked in inside of myself. I sometimes wonder what its like to fly.  To gracefully let the wind pick you up and go with it.  Go to where the sun touches the edge of the earth and meets the stars in a head on collision. If I were to just leave and never look back, would you forgive me? After all the time toge

i wish i could learn how to believe again i wish i could learn how to fly again heartbreaks dont heal easily and neither do brokenwings one day i will sing of love again but for now i will sing of heartbreak i wish i could learn how to dance again i wish i could learn how to be brave again being a coward takes away confidence so i'll buy me some for a dollar but i'm broke on happiness one day my world will turn colorful again i wish i could learn how to love again i wish i could learn how to live again

a calculated touch that slightly caresses the curvature of your waist without impeding your space but just enough to know its there. an elevated heartbeat, along with the rush of heat to your cheeks, corresponding to the immediate slight intake of breath, at the peeking of eyes casually glancing at you. a rushing feeling of hope at the higher volume of the ringing phone and the flirty tone lacing throughout your sentences and the melodious laugh at every joke happened to be made. a troubled sleep as the clock counts down minute by minute with the anxiety chewing at your insides and the giddy wonder placing images of romance and love into y

Beautiful is golden hair that falls around angelic shoulders Beautiful is the touch of marigold as it rubs against your fingertips Beautiful is a song in the middle of the rain at night pouring out your heart and soul Beautiful is the markings of a pen on a blank paper Beautiful is the laughter that escapes pale, pink lips after turning cartwheels Beautiful is the taste of falling snow Beautiful is the dawn; the sun rising and the start of a new day Beautiful is the smile that graces a freckled face during a graduation speech Beautiful is the beginning of a life changing moment

I don't know what i'm doing anymore with my fingers and my words with the thoughts in my head and the synapses of neurons I don't know where i'm going anymore with wandering eyes and the drawings of wings with the scholarships and far off colleges I don't know who i'm becoming anymore with the late night tears and early morning laughs with the dark bags under the eyes and braided hair I don't know how to survive this anymore survive a world thats intended to crash and burn survive another setting sun when all i want is to see it rise survive this next year knowing its going to hurt like hell I don't know why i'm doing this

i wish he knew why i smile everytime he talks to me why i laugh at all his jokes why im always within earshot when he's with his friends i wish she knew why i try and talk to her all the time why i keep on trying everyday to say something cute why i walk so close just to get a glimpse of her i wish he knew that when i think of him he's the only thing i think about that when i talk to him i get butterflies that when i hear his name my heart pounds i wish she knew that when i text her first i anxiously wait for a response that when i see her smile, i could kiss her that when i hug her, i want to keep her there forever i wish he

darling rest your head and close your eyes I'll be home in the morning go to sleep now and when you wake baby I'll be there with you in my arms darling lock the door and pull up the covers over your heart turn on the music soft and slow and sing it to me all the way home baby I'll be there with you in my arms darling open your eyes and stretch out your arms (even when you cry you are beautiful to me) pull me close to you and breathe me in baby I'm here with you in my arms baby I'm here

i'll keep my windows and doors unlocked and wait for you and your sunkissed eyes i'll busy myself by singing in the rain and dancin in the clouds i'll make you scream and shout and cry and laugh i'll sleep backwards upsidedown underneath the covers and only come out in the middle of a dead winters night to bathe in the snow i'll pull on my blue jeans and a t-shirt and crash a wedding just to make a stand i'll be flipping cartwheels and handstands and jumping off bridges i'll wish of something new and go buy happiness

i wish i could write a song that matched the rhythm to the beat of my heart i wish i could write a song that rhymed to the sounds of my running footfalls i wish i could write a song that pulled on heartstrings and laughed a beautiful melody i wish i could write a song that surrounded your body and carressed your soul i wish i could write a song that washed away all your fears and wiped away all your tears i wish i could write a song that makes you want to sing all the time and dance the night away i wish i could write a song and tattoo it on my heart i wish i could write a song that made the world shine bright