Pretty
I don't think I've ever called anyone pretty
But hell, your name even rhymes with it, Lily
It felt so wrong yet so good too
as I whispered "She's so pretty" into the silence of my room
You're pretty like the sky and the rising morning sun
Or the silly laughters when we have a little fun
Photos can never capture how pretty you are
Your smile can outshine any and every star
You're so pretty, Lily, even time stands still
That I wish to tell you, but I know I never will
Eyes
That feeling I get when I look into your eyes
Though I look away quickly because in truth? I'm a bit shy
And I dare to even tell that it only happens with you
At least I tell you that much of the truth
I joke and say it's because your gaze is too intense
But really it's cuz you make my world make sense
And that scares me because I'm not supposed to even love you
In the damn way that I really really do
Fire
Where there's smoke, there's a fire
Deep in my bones, there's a flaming desire
The want to make you mine, impossible to extinguish
No matter how hard I cry in anguish
Every time I begin to see ashes
It torments me like infinite matches
Lights them again like a cruel-hearted lighter
Where there's smoke, there's a fire
Lyric prompt by @anibrava (Instagram)
Home
Words I could never say
Swirl as I hide in shame
Crashing down like a wave
Taking my breath away
Words I wish I could say
Just a fucking wild goose chase
Beat myself to make it stop
Bracing for the heart-wrenching drop
I know that I'm wrong to wish
For a future that will never exist
But sometimes all I can do is hope
For you to tell me, "Let's go home".
I won’t tell you, right?
I know, I know, I know
You weren't meant to be mine and it's fine
I know, I know, I know
I wasn't meant to fall for you and it's fine
But even if the world was ending
I won't tell you, right?
I won't tell you that you were my light
I'll make sure you never know of it
All my feelings are irrelevant
Even if the world was ending
I won't tell you, right?
Call you and make you laugh all through the night
Talk about when we just watched the sky
Just as friends that's how we'll say goodbye
If the world was ending
I won't tell you, right?
Right?
Note: This is a version of the song, "If The World Was Ending" by JP Saxe and Julia Michaels that I created.
What If
Forced smiles. Fake words. They are her little "friends" that help her get through the day.
"Hi, how are you today?" Good
"You look a bit tired, you okay? Yep totally
"I'm so excited!!" Me too
As she smiles and laughs, inside, her heart bleeds. Inside, darkness consumes her with pain and hurt.
But what if. What if she's not the only one? What if others understand her pain?
But what if they don't?