if i collected the stars for a thousand years
to write the words your eyes say

silence would shine so bright

and these rain clouds would dissipate

my words with wishes

i just want to touch you, to hold you in my arms forever

...and because tomorrow will not be today

if i collected the stars for a thousand years

they wouldn't be bright enough
to write the words your eyes say

once again this day fades
another wish wasted away
...and I wonder
do you think of me?
do you miss me at all?

every tear we ever cried
cold, before it hit the floor
the sound of my heart
as you walked out that door

and did you know I miss you
did you know
I miss you
did you know I'm still here

once again this night fades
another hour turns to day
...and I wonder
do you think of me?
do you miss me at all?

the comfort I found in your arms
to make me feel alive
the lonliness I found in my heart
the moment love died

and did you know I miss you
did you know
I miss you
did you know I'm still here

did you know I miss you
did you know
I miss you
did you know I'm still here

and did you know I miss you
did you know I'm still here for you

Hey there, welcome to EvBoard. I like what I've seen of your stuff so far. I liked the line "If I collected stars for a thousand years". I like your style, it's cool and different. Oh and btw the title of your thread is awesome. That made me laugh.

Because snowflakes are only ashes of burnt out stars
No scenery will ever be as beautiful as your eyes

Because clouds are only collections of aspirations forgot by time
No dream will ever be as perfect as the thought of you

Because horizons are only pieces of an unfinished sketch
No skyline will ever be drawn as gorgeous as your smile

(unfinished)

Awesome comparisons in that one so far. I think if you just carry on like that with it, it'll be great.

my memories are the only thing left to give me hope
a new day, and who would think?
"I won't drown in my tears, the taste of salt water always made me sick"
insanity is such a beautiful word
it describes all the things you're not (and I am)
so if this dream world were to fall apart
I would love to awake to your voice
screaming in pain
this other half of me I thought I severed
too bad mirrors don't work the same
I raise my eyes to see you and my reflection is all that comes to view
perhaps I was a bit decietful in telling you I cared
so smile, sit on my mouth and take another piss
I won't swallow, I just want you to taste it when I spit back in your face
white walls always seemed a bit dull, perhaps a pretty red
one as pretty as your eyes

our hearts hang from needles
needless to say
I hung yours in heaven with a rusted nail
skin so pale, infect as you pull
still beating
a sound of a voice still breathing
beauty in all the things you promised
I break me now, your words
"I hope you know I hate you"
heartache to heartache
I wonder what good ever came from a smile
perhaps all things were meant to drift
without end
and in this time it takes to the find answers
they will have drifted away in the wind

draw in the ashes of passing dust
thoughts like memories

"foolish boy, you'll never solicit the sky"

to tear from it,
the clouds shaped like my heart

...and with every breathe
with one less piece of myself...

my sentiments sink

you once said

"sometimes you have to be underwater to see clearly"

inside i wonder...

did your relection ever smiled when you were near me

In Thought Itself

abrasive to the heart
flowers fade like the sun withers
your eyes shift
beautiful to disfigured

if heaven has a moon, let it be your illuminous smile
if the horizon blooms, your reflection spans for miles

even new seams can unravel
dry as the air we breathe
how can i be deficient of you
if all we are now is dreams


A Letter to _____

a smile to reflect the stars
if only to clear away clouds

through these enticing minutes
as they become hours

still frozen, if motionless
I am paralyzed

lucid as it is real
perfect with all flaws

to stare into stardust
watch the moon melt as it sets in your eyes
I fall into this sleep

as never when tomorrow becomes today
if ever, one day this dream will not fade away


Maybe I'm Just Hopeless?

remains to be alive,
this field filled with ash entails your eyes like embers
and you surround yourself in saphire
perfection was never so perfect

i would catch you, embrace the petals you walk upon
if the world was to end, this dream would remind me of how beautiful it ever was
if these days became lists of all the wishes never granted your name would establish when time began

i sit in selfishness, in solitude, in the ideal crevasse for one to die alone ...i sit with my thoughts of you, and faint smile of the unborn soul taken from a place it has never known