slave2aplaya
11-14-07, 02:27 PM
I remember...each time
your lips have loved mine
the adrenaline...everytime
your fingers press into my skin
...leaving little bruises of you...
showing everyone
who I belong to
I picture us
when we are best
the times I press my ear to your chest
to that tattoo I kinda hate...truly
and feel your heart reverberate...through me
watching you through lashes as I blink
and I try to get each breath in sync
with yours
I count each breath in fours
and it will never fail
2 beats in and 2 out as you exhale
so we can breathe easy...together
you could please me...forever
I know we can face the weather
whether together or not
I know we could chase this, face this
or place this...with locks
in our very own pandora's box
we both think it but neither say
"I'll still love you either way"
I remember...times
you have literally...breathed INTO me
so I'm full of your truth
even though you've lied
and I hold my own proof...of
thrills...you provide...lots of them
its kills...though you provide me with oxygen
sometimes sometimes
Im still not ready
sometimes my legs are still so unsteady
when you've gone
its not long
before I'm missing our connection
before Im craving your affection
I've stored every loving word you've said...
but are your words above me?
they're stored in my head
so when you leave
I can still believe
thats you love me...the result?
I have trouble focusing
maybe you're not noticing
exactly how much I allow
the bruises are all I have left now
and I hate that they're healing
I cant take this new feeling
...of uncertainty...
do you really love me?
if these bruises are all I have to show
then baby, maybe I will never know...
[Need help with the last part...]
your lips have loved mine
the adrenaline...everytime
your fingers press into my skin
...leaving little bruises of you...
showing everyone
who I belong to
I picture us
when we are best
the times I press my ear to your chest
to that tattoo I kinda hate...truly
and feel your heart reverberate...through me
watching you through lashes as I blink
and I try to get each breath in sync
with yours
I count each breath in fours
and it will never fail
2 beats in and 2 out as you exhale
so we can breathe easy...together
you could please me...forever
I know we can face the weather
whether together or not
I know we could chase this, face this
or place this...with locks
in our very own pandora's box
we both think it but neither say
"I'll still love you either way"
I remember...times
you have literally...breathed INTO me
so I'm full of your truth
even though you've lied
and I hold my own proof...of
thrills...you provide...lots of them
its kills...though you provide me with oxygen
sometimes sometimes
Im still not ready
sometimes my legs are still so unsteady
when you've gone
its not long
before I'm missing our connection
before Im craving your affection
I've stored every loving word you've said...
but are your words above me?
they're stored in my head
so when you leave
I can still believe
thats you love me...the result?
I have trouble focusing
maybe you're not noticing
exactly how much I allow
the bruises are all I have left now
and I hate that they're healing
I cant take this new feeling
...of uncertainty...
do you really love me?
if these bruises are all I have to show
then baby, maybe I will never know...
[Need help with the last part...]