auctor

Maybe we could go back to where it all started  Undo the last six months and fix the tiles where we fell Unbroken but painted with indentations of the floor We're no longer diamonds in the rough but cheap jewelry buried like gold Sadness is an aphrodisiac and the pressure made us shine And once we lost all of that, we had nothing to keep us tied The journey to every silver lining is what mattered the most Now we're diamonds flying high, looking for another forever home A narrow miss can take you places you've never even dreamed of  We're electric souls floating into abyss borderline abysmal When we step into the deep, sail into an ocean of galaxies We'll just be like everyone else, tarnished polish over and over again  -auctor

I wish you would save me the trouble of losing sleep over you I'm staring at the passing headlights hoping my driveway, they'll turn into  I wish I had trusted my untrusting gut and missed the train that leads to you But you've made me deserve it and I need your forgiving I can't stop thinking about the stars left uncounted  And that ethereal feeling of solidifying hope and salvation But where do we truly stand, baseless on holy grounds and wonderlands  Where one of us could easily fall through the cracks and find ourselves in a wasteland I wish you would erase yourself from my memories completely It's hard to soldier on when I'm buried under the weight of it all The blankets no longer singe my skin but melt away the essence of you on them And so I watch with patient anticipation as you leave forever riding into the horizon I can't stop thinking about the stars left uncounted  And that ethereal feeling of solidifying hope and salvation But where do we truly ...

If I could curse your ambivalence, I would You treat gifts like some responsibility, it hurts You don't seem to wish for better prospects And your abandoned island mind set makes you hard to care for But you paint pictures of arid lands and call them your home You aren't a lost cause you just need a well laid road If I left a bread trail, would you be inclined to follow  I don't want to lose my faith in you, because it's all you have that isn't shallow If only you had tamed you're benevolence, you could Have kept something for yourself, now you're broken Every bonding opportunity, you avoided after careful consideration Its hard to not mistake your independence for loneliness But you paint pictures of arid lands and call them your home You aren't a lost cause you just need a well laid road If I left a bread trail, would you be inclined to follow  I don't want to lose my faith in you, because it's all you have that isn't shallow It was the cit...