And I miss you
Like the moon misses the stars on a cloudy night.
When the blanketed sky separates
Two things which so clearly belong together.

If I could control the elements,
I would part the sea for you.
I would melt the ice surrounding you and light a fire in your soul.

But even if I could control the earth on which you walk,
I will never be able to control your heart. 

I am drawn to you, like a creature to the light.

Magnetism won’t let me pull away, no matter how hard I try.

Like a moth to the flame, I know I will get burnt by you.
But the fire in me burns so brightly that it takes hold and I can’t release myself from its grasp.

Twisting and turning like a knife in the gut. You have hurt me.
I shouldn’t forgive you, and I can’t let you back in.

But all I want is you, and it is tearing me apart piece by piece, so slowly that no one can even notice.
Why did you take so much of me? You didn’t take what I was willing to offer.
You didn’t take the love and the kindness.

Instead you stripped me of worth and value like a coin with no crown.

Why can’t I forget you? When keeping you in my heart is breaking it.
This is self destruction at its finest.

Time stops when you're here.

But now the clock hands move again.

When I'm with you, silence falls like snow.

Settling on my skin,

Delicately numbing me to everything except us.

But now the clock hands move again.

I am left cold, in a loud crowded place.

I don't know how to call you back to me.

The clock hands move again.

Demise

I could liken this to wading into the sea with a fear of drowning.
I can’t be sure if the end is inevitable, but it’s anticipated.

That fear alone ties my insides together into impenetrable knots. 
Visceral emotions, sinking, just like I am sinking into you. 
Everything is quick sand.

But for all that, I can guarantee that it will touch my skin with such effortless sentiment.
Waves of satin and folds of silk.

Surround me, embrace me, fill me.
It is all or nothing.

The knots of anxiety and doubt are conquered by the comfort the water brings each time it touches my skin.
The fear cannot hold me back from diving in, drinking it in, breathing it in.
Let it fill my lungs.

It would be a bitter sweet destruction.
For drowning in this...
For drowning in you,
Is the best downfall I could dream of.

Ára Bátur

Meteors and starlight,
A feeling of floating.
A crescendo and weightlessness.
Sunlight through a cloud,
Waves crashing on the palest of sands.
A gravitational pull.
Magnetism.
All of it, drawing me to you.

Where no light can be reflected, no shine to be seen,

Anonymous and invisible against a backdrop of endless grains of sand.

Enclosed and contained, unreachable and fading,

No heartbeat, no warmth, only hurt locked within.

Only more pain could reanimate what is left behind.

Pain to reveal that there is life left after all.

Running across bridges just to feel alive.

I tell myself that the tears that burn are from the wind in my eyes. 

Lips against lips with no consequences.
Numb from the cold, central origins, spreading outwards.

The tears turn to ice and shatter, fallen to the ground.

Trying to lose myself to feel alive,

Trying to break myself to feel alive.

To have no heart, to have no direction.
Before all I have is turned to dust.

And age turns everything grey.