I love saying hello

I love saying hello to you.
I relish the time I spend with you.
I’m always trying to think of ways to prolong it.
I hate saying goodbye.
Every time I have to wish you farewell my heart just wants to rip itself apart. And I wish the time away that elapses between when we speak. I am trying to keep this light.
The thing is, I’ve always liked you more than just a little. And I hope you feel the same.
Admittedly we aren’t quite the same.
And that is fine by me.
If we were identical I don’t think I would have been quite as intrigued. Your wit is even beyond my wildest hopes.
I’ve become enchanted and charmed by your inscrutability.
I am taken with your perfectly proportioned face.
I get lost when I look into your azure eyes.
I don’t care if I win.
I’m not out to score.
I just want to be everything to you.
To be with you more.
I miss you already five minutes after I leave.
Is this normal?
Is this right?
I don’t know.
A better question is, why would it be wrong?
I don’t care what the cynics say, I want this to work.
I see in you something special.
And I want to give all that I can to you.
So think of me in between.
You know that I’m thinking of you.
The time that we spend and things we do.
Just makes me want to, once again, see you.

I want to be there

I just want to be there for you.
All the time.
Through thick and thin.
When you are sick I want to take care of you and nurture you back to health. When you are sad I want to cheer you up.
I want to be the shoulder you cry on.
When you are happy I want to be the one you share it with.
If you ever feel ready to give up hope I want to be there to remind you of the power of faith.
I want to be there when you reach major milestones in your life. I want to encourage you to reach ever higher and higher.
I want to carry and support you.
I want to be by your side as we grow old.
Oh how I wish you were mine.
And I wish I was yours.
Well I already am, just so you know.
I know all these things have probably been said before.
And I don’t care.
I mean every word.
Each last one.
So if you ever find your way into my arms,
Rest assured that I will never let you fall.

Inexplicable, delightful torture

This feeling I feel is absolutely addictive
Intoxicating
Yet I cannot yield to it
It absolutely cannot be
Ever
It is delightful
Delicious
It makes my head spin
It makes me reel
Just like you
Giving in would ruin everything
So I’ll just sit back and
Enjoy this sweet torture
I know that
As much as I’m in agony now
One day I’ll find the one I can
truly be free with.
When I can once again
let myself go with reckless
abandon
So until that day
I’ll take things as they come
Enjoy the experiences
Try to make sense of it all
And let my heart grow ever fonder

Pink summer blossoms

Pink summer blossoms, spring to my mind.
Yellow spring blossoms, fill the air.
White summer blossoms, take over my senses.
Rejuvenate my life, lift my mood.
Give my life hope, fill my days with light.
Joy is what I yearn for.
Sweet summer music, notes flitting on the wind.
Watching the sunset, framed by clouds on the horizon.
Feeling the breeze stirring my hair, smelling the salty air, hearing the leaves rustle.
How I miss summer already,
I long for the December heat.
Staying up late during the hot summer nights.
Pink summer blossoms, tug on my heart strings again.
Stay a while.
Pink summer blossoms, how I long to gaze upon your sweet petals again.

We rush

We rush on
Onto our eminent destruction
Inviting enfarction
At every dawn
And every dusk
Missing the flavour of the musk

Chorus:
Every day we’re leaving
Every day we’re dying
Why all the misleading?
Why put up with all the lying?

We rush on
Compensation is king
What an ugly horrific thing
At every corner
And every turn
For money we’ll let them burn

We rush on
A number you shall be
Walking all over me
A knife in my back
And getting all the flak

Feel the revolution

I want to shock your trust in me
I want to challenge everything you know
Or think you know
Nothing you know about me is certain
I am sick of labels
We all have our issues
So stop challenging me

I don’t want to disappoint the ones I love
But some feelings of resentment are inevitable

There is nothing you can do about this
It has to happen
Change, revolution is the only constant in the world

I am stronger of will now
Not yet strong of being or spirit
But rising up to the challenge

There is nothing you can do
It is not your fault
But some things have to go

Out with the old, in with the new
Time for a different point of view

I am sorry if you think this is harsh
But I am not here to impress you

Some of you I love
Some of you I could do without
Some of you make me want to sing out loud

Why is change difficult?
That we will never know for sure.
I just know that it makes you grow.

The idea of my comfort makes me sick.
I’ve let things continue for far too long.

There is a lot that needs to be revised
Reconciled
The amendments are for the best

Don’t fight it.
It is futile.
We are all trying to make sense of this maze

I need to carry the message
Of what I see to be
The secret of harmony

Don’t speak to me
About ideologies
Or philosophy
Unless you’ve read it
You really wouldn’t have a clue

I want to be a better person
So don’t try to stop me
Or keep me in check
With guilt and lies

I want to do my part to help the world
And for me that would be by having my stories told.

Nothing excites me more
Than the prospect of getting to make a difference
So feel the impact of the truth
Have it work its magic with you too

This not a cry for help
But a soothing reassurance
Don’t worry about the repercussions

There is lots to be written
So let’s get to it.
And get everybody smitten.

The longing

There are many things I long for in life.
These are not selfish longings, for the most part.
They seem to manifest themselves as a series of quests; all of them still ongoing in some way, shape or form.
So life, then, is a series of endless quests to me.
The quest for love.
The quest for knowledge.
The quest for the truth.
The quest for beauty.
The quest for happiness.
The quest to understand the meaning of life.
The quest for good health.
The quest for the ability to make a positive, constructive, meaningful difference in the world.
The quest, however futile it may seem, for peace.
The quest for tolerance.
The quest for understanding, comprehension and sympathy.
The quest to understanding how to identify and use one’s talents to their full extent.
The quest for a bearable career.
The quest for intellectual stimulation.
The quest to understanding man’s tendency to morally degrade. The quest to understanding and promoting motivation of individuals to be more caring of their fellow man and surroundings.
There are many more.
The quest to discover how to become a better person then, in short. On the other hand, I could add the quest to make more money or to get everything I want by snapping my fingers, but that would hardly be worth it, since that would rob me of the experience of being human, and would probably render me useless to society and my place in Creation.
So I wish then, for inspiration, and hope, and aid, in deciphering and making headway in my pursuit of these quests.
So I could also make a small difference in making the world a slightly better or more forgiving place.
Or at least something or someone to help light the way.