We break some more hearts,
and it gets easier to do.
When did we get so used
to all the things we knew?
We say what we felt
but it has stopped being true.
Never easy, not quite hard by rockonup, literature
Literature
Never easy, not quite hard
Nothingness comes so easy
when you're taking over me.
When you're on my mind
I will not hear, see, dream or speak.
It's a shame I love your imperfections
they make you hard to reach.
Why, oh, why,
don't I love somebody else?
Why do I still ask myself
to get you by my side?
It's such a shame to wish for things
you know you cannot reach.
Oh, hoe heb ik dit toch al die tijd gedaan?
Ik kon mezelf altijd dwingen om te vergeten en te onthouden,
maar niet bij jou.
Als het niks was kon ik het laten gaan,
als het alles was zou dat niet nodig zijn,
maar je bent net teveel om niks te zijn,
je bent meer dan alles en minder dan niks.
Je geeft me niks, maar niks is genoeg.
Het zijn je ogen, ze kijken dwars door me heen.
Het is het gemak waarmee je me kan laten lachen.
Het is de manier waarop je loopt,
je loopt over me heen of recht langs me.
Maar nooit naast me.
En als je niet naast me kan lopen,
wil ik ook niet dat je langs me loopt.
Dan wil ik dat je me alleen laat.
Zod
With all of my heart I wish for you.
I might slightly hesitate,
but it's nothing compared to you.
I know there's no use in telling you I love you
'cause you'd only run away.
Wanting you is hard when it's impossible to
want you no matter what it takes.
If I can't have it this way,
do I want it at all?
You've driven me to hate,
wish you didn't twist and turn that way.
Now I blame you and you blame me,
we just can't make each other see.
You don't understand I tried,
Took hope away,
pushed me aside.
I tried to get to know you but
you didn't want to see me,
said my reasons were the wrong ones,
just a shallow look inside.
And maybe you were right.
But you just didn't even try.
And I don't know what is left.
When nothing's done yet, nothing's said.
Should I want something back
that I never really had?
Giving up is inevitable,
to me it's just impossible,
a shallow look inside.
Tot ik begrijp wat je bedoelt. by rockonup, literature
Literature
Tot ik begrijp wat je bedoelt.
Je denkt dat ik je niet hoor als je zegt wat je voelt.
Ik doe alsof je gelijk hebt.
Want ik weet dat je ermee zou stoppen,
als je wist dat ik het begrijp.
Wrong time, wrong place.
Wrong drink, wrong face.
Wrong lights, wrong rain.
Wrong thought, no pain.
You taught me once,
when all is wrong,
it won't take long
'till love is gone.
You promised me we wouldn't fall.
You said we could get through it all.
Save all those precious nights and days.
You said there'd be a million ways-
But what has happened to us now?
We're too broken to fix, somehow.
I have found that falling in love is not about the presence of a person.
It is about the absence.
For it is only possible to wish someone was around,
when that person is not.
You need to be alone to realize how much you want to be with someone.
But sometimes, someone's gone for too long.
We throw them out of our hearts and heads.
And that's when a new story starts.
When I'm with you,
you make me shine.
But I can't even make you smile.
When I see you,
I don't want to walk on by.
Not with your eyes following mine.
When you're around,
I might try a little too hard.
But I just don't know what to say.
We break some more hearts,
and it gets easier to do.
When did we get so used
to all the things we knew?
We say what we felt
but it has stopped being true.
Never easy, not quite hard by rockonup, literature
Literature
Never easy, not quite hard
Nothingness comes so easy
when you're taking over me.
When you're on my mind
I will not hear, see, dream or speak.
It's a shame I love your imperfections
they make you hard to reach.
Why, oh, why,
don't I love somebody else?
Why do I still ask myself
to get you by my side?
It's such a shame to wish for things
you know you cannot reach.
Oh, hoe heb ik dit toch al die tijd gedaan?
Ik kon mezelf altijd dwingen om te vergeten en te onthouden,
maar niet bij jou.
Als het niks was kon ik het laten gaan,
als het alles was zou dat niet nodig zijn,
maar je bent net teveel om niks te zijn,
je bent meer dan alles en minder dan niks.
Je geeft me niks, maar niks is genoeg.
Het zijn je ogen, ze kijken dwars door me heen.
Het is het gemak waarmee je me kan laten lachen.
Het is de manier waarop je loopt,
je loopt over me heen of recht langs me.
Maar nooit naast me.
En als je niet naast me kan lopen,
wil ik ook niet dat je langs me loopt.
Dan wil ik dat je me alleen laat.
Zod
With all of my heart I wish for you.
I might slightly hesitate,
but it's nothing compared to you.
I know there's no use in telling you I love you
'cause you'd only run away.
Wanting you is hard when it's impossible to
want you no matter what it takes.
If I can't have it this way,
do I want it at all?
You've driven me to hate,
wish you didn't twist and turn that way.
Now I blame you and you blame me,
we just can't make each other see.
You don't understand I tried,
Took hope away,
pushed me aside.
I tried to get to know you but
you didn't want to see me,
said my reasons were the wrong ones,
just a shallow look inside.
And maybe you were right.
But you just didn't even try.
And I don't know what is left.
When nothing's done yet, nothing's said.
Should I want something back
that I never really had?
Giving up is inevitable,
to me it's just impossible,
a shallow look inside.
Tot ik begrijp wat je bedoelt. by rockonup, literature
Literature
Tot ik begrijp wat je bedoelt.
Je denkt dat ik je niet hoor als je zegt wat je voelt.
Ik doe alsof je gelijk hebt.
Want ik weet dat je ermee zou stoppen,
als je wist dat ik het begrijp.
Wrong time, wrong place.
Wrong drink, wrong face.
Wrong lights, wrong rain.
Wrong thought, no pain.
You taught me once,
when all is wrong,
it won't take long
'till love is gone.
You promised me we wouldn't fall.
You said we could get through it all.
Save all those precious nights and days.
You said there'd be a million ways-
But what has happened to us now?
We're too broken to fix, somehow.
I have found that falling in love is not about the presence of a person.
It is about the absence.
For it is only possible to wish someone was around,
when that person is not.
You need to be alone to realize how much you want to be with someone.
But sometimes, someone's gone for too long.
We throw them out of our hearts and heads.
And that's when a new story starts.
When I'm with you,
you make me shine.
But I can't even make you smile.
When I see you,
I don't want to walk on by.
Not with your eyes following mine.
When you're around,
I might try a little too hard.
But I just don't know what to say.
tell me your name by imagineccentricity, literature
Literature
tell me your name
when i learn your name,
im gonna paint it on walls,
write it on paper,
carve it in bathroom stalls.
ill see how it looks,
when its right next to mine,
maybe mix it up,
do they sound good intertwined?
hello, i love you,
wont you tell me your name?
Print My Name In Stars by Kassi-Kamira, literature
Literature
Print My Name In Stars
Print my name in stars
Dance in their reflection
Danger always mars
The beauty of the night
Blaze a path of light
Shining through the darkness
Battle through the night
Fight to conquer darkness
Print my name in stars
Shower in their beauty
Walk upon sandbars
Swim in briny water
Nighttimes' silver moonlight
A blue tinge on the world
Quietest at twilight
The Witching Hour's nigh
Print my name in stars
Gaze upon the moon
Twinkling little stars
Courting Lady Moon
Daybreak brings the Dawn
Sleep dear Lady Moon
You are the Sun Lord's pawn
A puppet, you will swoon
Print my name in stars
We'll court the Lady Moon
And see her
Be Careful of Soul Ties by imagineccentricity, literature
Literature
Be Careful of Soul Ties
"be careful" he whispered
"to which you tie your soul"
his fingers tampering
with the front of her soft
sweater weaved white and red.
"you can never know"
his lips caressed the side of her cheek,
her breathing hollow in her
delicate porcelain ribs, chest heaving
"what they will do to you..."
her eyes stared at the
cigarette stained stucco ceiling
irises wide and glazed like
pale blue china plates.
"when you give them control."
The songs of winter
has many different voices
soft murmur of wind
a brushstroke of grays and white
painting the brittle landscape
Listen to the birds
offer their own melody
gentle as the rain
sunlight hides behind the fog
in a chill early morning
The barren trees set
against the colorless sky
winter's breath last hush.
Dont Believe In Sunshine by imagineccentricity, literature
Literature
Dont Believe In Sunshine
"time is running out"
she says
cigarette like a curse upon her lips.
the smoke escaping
through clenched teeth,
because the ticking wont be quiet.
and we all have to die sometime.
i ask her why.
why we have to let go of life and color,
she looks up at the ceiling,
head tilted back.
"i dont know kid, we just do"
I sit there staring at my fingers,
wrapping and unwrapping them from her smaller ones.
i dont want to let go.
her eyes closed and relaxed,
i wonder how she can let herself die,
so easily.
her lungs as black as midnight,
and she wonders why i dont believe in sunshine.