Good bye timeGood bye timeMore Like This
When I am with you, the time seems to fly
A whole day together feels too good to be true
I do not like no matter how hard we try
Hours turn into seconds when I am with you
But when we are apart things are reverse
And I can feel my heart slowly dying
As I count every second and traverse
The thoughts that cross my mind are crying
I cherish each moment of every day
So that when I'm with you time may go by
But you never stay and always go away
To live like this makes me want to die
For, I wish you could be here every day
So that I may stay with you and drift away
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I watch you lay with me
Gazing in wonder at the back of your head
What goes on beneath your curly hair?
Do you tear?
Do you wince?
Can you bear what I cannot?
The thought of losing you,
to be so far away,
torn from the inside out.
To banish the thoughts
etched into my mind
thoughts of your tender smile
burden me all the while.
Holding your delicate hands,
Pulling you close,
I cannot relinquish those thoughts.
Long phone calls
Nothing can fix
Now as, you lay with me,
I'd never erase you from my heart.
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The soft pink lips
The smooth pale skin
The greenish gold eyes
The long curly mane
The streak of purple
The dimples from your smile
The freckles on your face
This is who you are
This is who you'll always be
This is why I love you
Gone by my SideGone by my SideMore Like This
By Ben Monnot
Why do I fear the night so?
Lying in bed lights dimmed
Watching the ceiling
Watching dry paint dry
As I toss and turn I reminisce
Of how it once felt to lay by your side
To hold for comfort
To embrace for warmth
To confide in for security
These are the things I contemplate
To dream a sleepless dream
To visualize a non-reality
To watch the sun rise
And start another day
Wishing you were by my side
The Burden of LoveThe Burden of LoveMore Like This
By Ben Monnot
We love so much. More than most.
And with that comes great responsibility
we do not hate
We do not fight
We do not hit
We do not yell
And for this we could pay.
I do not wish for less of it,
only that we never lose sight,
or take for granted that,
love comes at a price.
For when words clash, or feelings are wounded,
we cannot assume all hope is lost.
We must remember true love is strong,
And to find it so young on a path so long
is a triumph and a burden all on its own.
But it is one I will hold high and I will never surrender.
For you are a prize to behold and I shall never love another.