songs of love and hate

cold wood:

for morning comes too soon
the hazy glow of waking light
sparrows sing and jest in open candour
dreams they slip with diminishing splendour

ah soft words that swell and seem similar
a lonely mind that represses the familiar
oh bright morning you dim and dissolve into evening
a dozen more dreams and re-dreams while you were sleeping

against the cold wood i rest my head

half asleep in sweet surrender

from the cold wood i build my bed

small and narrow without room to remember.

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the boston diaries:

happiness

sadness

happiness

sadness

happiness

sadness

happiness

sadness

happiness

sadness

at the end of the day, the feeling is always replaced.

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blankets:

Craig and Raina.

"to describe what it feels like to sleep next to someone for the first time."

As they alternate between guilt and passion and love and anger and resentment but perhaps worst of all, regret, Neil Young's Only Love Can Break Your Heart plays softly over the stereo until the characters and their stories fade to black.

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never let me go:

we'd walk side by side while thoughts converge in spaces left behind. perhaps we'll always feel that we never had enough time.

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padraic my prince:

split me open at the veneer
take everything you see
i’m letting out the emptiness
so come plant your roots and remain

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oranges:

And if one day you ever wonder about the heart you had to break
Please don’t lose any sleep teething thoughts in your bed
Oh i love you so how could there be any hate?
All that’s left is sadness and only sadness permeates.

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for a redeemer, saviour, friend:

lover, may i come over?
this world will never really know, i'll be yours until i'm old.