woensdag 7 november 2012

Redenen waarom ik van je hou...

Ik stuur je elke morgen eentje,
Waarom zou ik het niet met de rest van de wereld delen?

1. Ik zie je graag omdat het beste, warmste en veiligste plekje om in te slapen jou armen zijn x

2. Ik zie je graag omdat iedere keer ik je zie de vlinders in mijn buik nr mijn hoofd stijgen en ik voor een tel alleen maar jou op de wereld zie x

3. Ik zie je graag omdat je zo zotjes bent om na 14 jaar mijn droom waar te maken. X x x

maandag 29 oktober 2012

Fireflies

I've been blind
Unable to see all the little sparkless in the darkness of my fear.
Therefore i'm writing this for you, my love, as proof.
Proof that, although a bit of the darkness still remains, i can see them now.
I can see those fireflies of love you're sending me.
Just to remember, i've captured them in a jar.
Every time i tend to forget and the darkness closes in on me again, i just shake the jar and let myself be blinded by the light of your love again.
But still, now that my eyes can see, my ears long for the sound of "i love you"

woensdag 22 augustus 2012

A letter to mr shakespeare

The course of true love never did run smooth... #shakespeare

dear mr shakespeare,

I can only agree with you.
Love is a cruel thing.
It's cold like ice when denied
It's hot like fire when consumed

I do not dream of a perfect love,
I'm not that foolish.
But dreams are the fuel of love...

In dreams you can run from reality.
Untill there comes a day when reality is more perfect then dreams.

In my dreams he was mine from the start.
His lips only for me to kiss,
His eyes see only me,
His heart beating only for me.

... At that point my dreams were more perfect then the cold hard reality.

And then the battle began...

Don't ask me why i let him hurt me so much.
You couldn't understand,
No one could.

I love him not with the heart but with te soul.

From the start i knew he would hurt me. But i also knew he was the one who holds my hapiness.

Now every descision he makes is for my hapiness.
And happy i am.
Lucky to have his heart.

So mr. Shakespeare, you were right, the cours of true love never did run smooth, but in the end it was all worth it.
Now it's just him and me against the world.

Ps: and to you my love... My sweet fucked up minded boy... I love you

zondag 12 augustus 2012

In love we trust?

How confused i am right now.

It feels so strange...
You say everything i want to hear.
Like every word is healing a crack you left in my soul.

But why am i so afraid...
What if you change your mind again?
I don't want you to...

I've believed in us for so long.
I still do...
Please don't change your mind.

I'm so afraid you'll do so much now and after a while you'll take it away from me again.

Promise me that all you do and you're about to do will last forever...

You're so confident right now.
Never saw you so ready for battle.
I admit i like the new you.
Don't take away everything that was the old you...
The fucked up you...
I loved taking care of you...
If i can't do that.. What am i?

Caught myself looking at your flowers again.
I never loved flowers...
But these change everything...
I adore them...
I hope they never perish.

I'm looking forward for everything that's about to come...
But most of all i'm longing for your kiss and your arms around me.
I just want to vanish in your love again.

You'll do everything to proove you're worthy...
You just don't realise it has always been and it will always be you.

You're the one who holds my soul.
It just needs some fixing...
But after all it's only you i trust with it.

It's only you i love now and forever...
Confident or fucked up... It's you

vrijdag 10 augustus 2012

Why i love you

I can give you a thousand reasons why...

I love you for your eyes, the way you look at in moments of silence
I love you for your lips, the way they kiss me and i just loose myself
I love you for your arms, the safest place in the world
I love you for the way you smile at me and make me forget how hard the world is.
But most of all i love you for the fucked up person you are...

Because in my heart you're my fucked up person...

zondag 5 augustus 2012

The thin line between love and hate

I always believed in love
I dreamt about pure hapiness for eternity
I found it, you destroyed it.

Now i'm sitting here with my bleeding heart in my hands and my broken soul at my feet.
A soul i protected for so many years.
Now i'm looking down i see it there, shattered in milion peaces.

There's no more strenght in me to pick them up.
So i look and step on them.
It breaks, it hurts, but secretly i'm enjoying this.
Breaking myself so no one else can have the honour of doing it.

Today is the worst day.
All my hope is gone.
Vanished in thin air.

Now all i have left is pain and hate.

How i love hate!
It rushes like liquid fire through my veins.

I've been a fool to put my faith in love.
But hate? Hate never disapoints me.

I could put the blame on you.
But it was all me.
I was foolish enough to let my walls down for you.
Foolish to let myself love again.

I'm never making that mistake again.
I'm taking all the briks you've thrown to me and i'm putting my walls back up.
Locking everything outside.

I'm building a prison for my heart and soul. Right in the middle of the garden of hate.
Where you, in time, will only be a memory of the last time i loved and believed in love.

woensdag 1 augustus 2012

Ik mis je

Waarom gaat het niet over?
Waarom blijf ik afzien?

Hoe vreselijk is het gevoel van snachts wakker te worden en je te zoeken.
Het is warm in de kamer maar ik heb het zo koud.

Ik zou alles doen om nog een nacht in je armen te kunnen slapen.
Een nacht je hartslag te voelen.
Je adem in mijn nek...
Je geur in mijn lakens.

De kwelling stopt niet.
De eenzaamheid word niet opgevuld.

Ik hou mij sterk..
Maar binnenin ga ik dood...

Ik wou dat ik de klik kon maken,
Gewoon ijskoud zijn...
Maar het lukt niet...

Jij bent mijn warmte, mijn nachtrust, mijn liefde..

Ik mis je