Anniversary

I’m here in the city you love most
The city you call your home
You told me you’d take me here someday
That must have been a lifetime ago
It has been three long years
But I’m sure you don’t really care
Yet I think of you quite often
What would our lives be now
If we had taken the chance back then
Would we stay friends
Would we become lovers
Would we be judged by others
Guess we will never know
But I’m happy we get to share these tender moments
They will stay with me forever
Still I hope to see you someday
Maybe in our next life
Our timing will be right this time

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What’s Love Got To Do With Us

I need you, I need you not

I miss you, I miss you not

I need things uncomplicated

But why are we making these strings of attachments

He loves me, he loves me not

I want him, I want him not

But what is there to want

If he doesn’t want you back

What is there to love

If you don’t know what love is

If he doesn’t love me

But what does love got to do with us

If all you want is my body

If all I want is your touch

But what is there to want

If we both want different things

What’s love got to do with us

Mary Had A Little Lamb (Revisited)

Mary had a little lamb
Or at least
That’s the word on the street
It would’ve been sweet
If it hadn’t been for you
Kids her age would laugh at her
They would make fun of her
Because she wasn’t like them
But no one really knew her
No one really cared
No one had a chance either
How could they
She suddenly disappeared
Now kids laugh no more
Word on the street
Mary had a little lamb
Buried together
Six feet under the playground sand

Choose Me

You and me
Full of regrets
So much pain
So many secrets
Should we give in
Should you give up
Should I come clean
Is this love
Or just an obsession
Something we want
Only cause we can’t have it
Our dirty little secret
Maybe ain’t so dirty really
We just complicate things
I’m only a woman afterall
But what if I showed up
At your doorstep right now
Would you let me in
Or walk me out
Straight out of your life
Will you break my heart again
Or will you hold my hand
Kiss me and finally tell me
What you’re really thinking
What you really really want
Will you finally pick me
Hold me, adore me, need me…
Choose me

What The Hell Am I Doing Here

Nights like these make me think
What the hell am I really doing
To myself, to my broken heart
I should probably go fix it first
But I just don’t know where to start
Yet I do things I shouldn’t be
Things I should be ashamed of
Yet I do it over and over again
Just so I can numb the pain
That has clearly been a part of me
Since the day I have lost my way
What I wouldn’t do to find you again
But what if I did find you
Things won’t ever be the same
So what am I still doing here

Should I…

Do you sometimes think of me
Or only when you need something
Someone to satisfy your needs
I often wish it wasn’t me
That you picked out of the crowd
After I shamelessly offered myself
To you, to us
For lust
But never for love
I think I wanted to cross that line with you
For me, myself
For love
And never for lust
But I was never good enough
You wanted more
Different women
Different days
Every fucking day
Should I stay
Or should I go…