some walk these streets alone
out of pleasure
those that walk alone out of pain
are the lucky ones
what a beautiful city
to be lovelorn
helpless
and whole
to my dear best friend
so much torment you live in your own head
and so proud you seem of me
the love i hold to you
cannot light a passage
out of your darkness
i wish you well
as i am unable to help you
godspeed
you beautiful knight
sometimes life beats love
into the ground
into hate
and then
with time
love grows
into life
sometimes i open wine like a ninja
the majority of the time however
it resembles and autistic child
unloading a drum kit from a mini van
so long to calgary
so long till montréal
i remember the greatest love i had
it was tomorrow
move into my house
into my life
i shall move into yours
and we shall live with each others ghosts
happily
with the vagrant memory of love
i will do everything in my heart
to never be the man you fell in love with
and more and more
a man that you could love
I cannot for the life of me
remember the last time i stopped loving you
i am so patient
for love
that a decade will pass
and the world might end
that i can wait some more
and hold you in sleep
zebrasindenver 