Still brings me to tears.
I hate this with every part of me.
I'm so torn between all of this.
Make it easy..Tell me you want me?
I can't go on like this much longer.
I can't bear to look at you, to talk to you, I hurt just being near you.
But the thought of getting over you hurts just as much.
I don't even want to write about it.
And whenever something this big hits me, I have to write.
I just can't.
I can't stop crying at stupid songs, I can't look at your photograph.
You've put such a hole in my heart and I almost hate you for it.
And at the same time, I want you so so so much.
It'd be so easy to lose myself to you.
For once I can't rely on you to pick me back up.
I can't get rid of this knot in my stomach and I can't get rid of this pain.
I'm sick of living with it, like its something I have to hide and pretend isn't there.
I can't be bothered with anything anymore.
I just want to give up on it all, it's not important.
Everything's a fail, if I fail this.
seeing how much you love her...
...makes my insides hurt.
Why do I constantly want you to accept me?
All along its been you.
There's always been something for you.
Why do I constantly want you to accept me?
All along its been you.
There's always been something for you.
Some say.
Some say that we shouldn’t regret anything.
Some say that our mistakes and the people in our life make us who we are today.
A lot of bad things have happened to me in my life; I’ve made lots of mistakes, and met lots of people.
I wouldn’t change anything, except one.
I met a person, who was a mistake.
I can honestly say that worse things have happened to me than that person, but I’d keep them.
They made me who I am today...
They made me better, stronger, harder.
If I could change the past, this would be the only thing I’d change.
I wouldn’t have ever got in that car, taken that CD, kissed that neck.
I would change it all.
You see, people say that the past makes you who you are.
Yes, I agree, and I would keep everything that made me who I am.
But this person took away parts of me. Knocked me down, destroyed pieces of me and I lost them. And I can’t get them back.
Perhaps that person has added to who I am; but what’s the use if since I finally freed myself of them, I hate who I am?
Not at my fault, but because part of me is lost out there and I can’t get it back.
I’m all for having no regrets.
I do believe they make you who you are.
But I regret you.
And you took away who I was.
I wish it could have been different.
Some say that our mistakes and the people in our life make us who we are today.
A lot of bad things have happened to me in my life; I’ve made lots of mistakes, and met lots of people.
I wouldn’t change anything, except one.
I met a person, who was a mistake.
I can honestly say that worse things have happened to me than that person, but I’d keep them.
They made me who I am today...
They made me better, stronger, harder.
If I could change the past, this would be the only thing I’d change.
I wouldn’t have ever got in that car, taken that CD, kissed that neck.
I would change it all.
You see, people say that the past makes you who you are.
Yes, I agree, and I would keep everything that made me who I am.
But this person took away parts of me. Knocked me down, destroyed pieces of me and I lost them. And I can’t get them back.
Perhaps that person has added to who I am; but what’s the use if since I finally freed myself of them, I hate who I am?
Not at my fault, but because part of me is lost out there and I can’t get it back.
I’m all for having no regrets.
I do believe they make you who you are.
But I regret you.
And you took away who I was.
I wish it could have been different.
You honestly don't know...
...how much I could love you, If only you let me.
Oh God, I wish you would let me...
Oh God, I wish you would let me...
Aurora II.
Standing on the edge, her feet permanently embossing,
Leaving her mark on the moss for when she is gone.
The sun warms her neck as she stands, arms with grace spreading.
Leaving her mark on the moss for when she is gone.
The sun warms her neck as she stands, arms with grace spreading.
The wind catches her hair and it caresses her shoulder,
Like a whisper, a comfort, a guiding spirit.
Like a whisper, a comfort, a guiding spirit.
Below the noise, the dirt and the hurt seem so far away.
Up here, on her concrete crucifix, the light creates a halo around her face.
From here, all she sees are the clouds, the birds, and the breathtaking beauty.
Her bare toes curl on the ledge as a breeze lifts her soul.
Just one breath closer to where she’s meant to be.
The world stops spinning and she thinks about breathing,
And how with each breath now limited, she feels finally alive.
And how with each breath now limited, she feels finally alive.
Her feet lift off the floor, in slow motion she floats.
The wind in her hair, the breeze in her ears, the golden silence begins.
A smile on her lips, a new deity of the city.
Now a glowing rose between two thorns,
Beauty halfway between the spiteful ground and halfway from the roof,
The most perfect and euphoric flight.
Beauty halfway between the spiteful ground and halfway from the roof,
The most perfect and euphoric flight.
Not for this paragon an end she doesn’t want.
After all, this isn’t a melancholic end.
Nor even bittersweet.
For this is no end at all.
Her last breath will be her next, and she will truly awake.
In a fresh golden field,
With perfect blue skies, and Aurora filled nights.
With perfect blue skies, and Aurora filled nights.
And she will live on.
Forever, this brave angelic aura.
Aurora.
i solemnly stand still and alone.
on the corner of the street.
where a sign to the north, meets a sign to the east.
left is the south, where my broken self lies, and over in the west are aurora lit skies.
when the over-exposed traffic lights stop spinning round my head.
when the over-exposed traffic lights stop spinning round my head.
the scales are unbalanced, the broken south, which ive fled.
uneven mute libra, fragmented and lost.
finding true self, at what cutting cost.
aurora avenue, where the skies they all fall.
aurora avenue, where the skies they all fall.
the alacritous clouds, lead to new city brawl.
my dissipated eyes, search for myself.
amongst distant blank faces, recognition unfelt.
how long it will take, for now i dont know.
how long it will take, for now i dont know.
until fresh syncopated beats, tread their feet in the snow.
perhaps soon ill find, an elysian life.
where my own fields shine golden, free from old strife.
until then i shall stay, on this pre-chosen path.
until then i shall stay, on this pre-chosen path.
hiding my light, for as long as i last.
but still, do not fret, nor chide my harsh words.
one day, i hope soon, i'll fly free like the birds.
I just can't walk away
I said, I can't take it that easy
Wanna break you down tonight
Don't wanna waste another day
And it's not over just yet
Give me this one last fighting chance
To crash the wall
I'll get to you
You are a war worth dying for tonight
Give me this one last fighting chance
To be the kid who caved you in
It'd be so easy to lose myself to you
You know I'll storm through your castles doors
Cause you know that I'm good for you
And you're scared of what you'll find
A love you won't regret
So open up your friendly fire
And let me be the kill you're missing
Don't wanna see you close your eyes
Until this is over
Give me this one last fighting chance
To crash the wall I'll get to you
You are a war worth dying for tonight
Give me this one last fighting chance
To be the kid who caved you in
It'd be so easy to lose myself to you
So many mistakes.
So, I thought that you were for real. I was wrong.
I'm bored of being wrong now. I'm not even sure that its entirely my fault. But still.
I know that the more I look, the less likely it is to happen, Ive heard that enough times.
I know I'm being pathetic, for wanting it so bad.
Ultimately I'm making life harder for myself aren't I?
You're crawling back to me now, And I don't even think I have the fight left in me to tell you to turn away.
But I did it.
No matter how many people there are in between, Don't forget, Ive only ever wanted you.
I only want you. Ill wait for you.
I'm bored of being wrong now. I'm not even sure that its entirely my fault. But still.
I know that the more I look, the less likely it is to happen, Ive heard that enough times.
I know I'm being pathetic, for wanting it so bad.
Ultimately I'm making life harder for myself aren't I?
You're crawling back to me now, And I don't even think I have the fight left in me to tell you to turn away.
But I did it.
No matter how many people there are in between, Don't forget, Ive only ever wanted you.
I only want you. Ill wait for you.
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