It Should Be Me

I feel so lost without the rhythm of your heart beat for mine to follow,

My heart is silenced; my chest, my mind, my body,my soul is hollow.

I don't think you understand how vital it is that you're next to me,

Without you here, I am not living only simply existing--I forget who I am supposed to be.

Oh, how jealous I am tonight of the blankets that cover your body and the pillow that gets to cradle your head,

For it should be me, my dear, surrounding you with my love and sharing your bed.

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Play On

A voice from the past that won't stop haunting me, A tinge in my heart that won't stop taunting me.

It's an infinity circle, there's never an end, Just when it's about to break, you fly in and stop the bend.

Your hellos are so sweet, and your goodbyes are so bitter.

But you stay stuck on me like last-night's glitter.

You never come off, no matter how hard I try to wash you away.

You're like listening to The White Album, I can't do anything but let the record play.

You're my ghost, my ghost for tonight.

You're here for now, but you'll soon disappear come day light.

Love me and leave me,

Want me but don't need me.

It's love, it's hate.

It's catastrophically fate.

If a wish were really a wish, I'd wish you away.

If you weren't so damn good, I wouldn't keep letting this record play.

A hunger that comes from deep within the core of me, A faith so strong, not even God could shake me.

You're at the center in all that I am, all that I've become.

You've captured my soul, when I don't feel you all I feel is numb.

Your love is so sweet but your hate is so bitter.

No matter how hard I try to wash you away, you stay stuck on me like last-night's glitter.

If I could, I would rinse you all away.

If you weren't so god damn good, I'd push stop--but instead I let this record play.

So baby play on, play on.

I am at your will, faithfully your pawn.

Play on.

Play on.

I'll love you with every ounce within me tonight, I'll save my tears for the morning--when my eyes meet day light.

Before I know it, you'll be gone.

While My Guitar Gently Weeps, play on.

Oh play on. 

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Eyes So Green

Eyes So Green

Sweet little angel, eyes so green, lips so red--you're my Sara. 

You look so beautiful even through your bleeding mascara. 

Come cry here, bleed your tears full of sorrow, don't run and hide and push me away. 

I know you're secretly sick of fighting and it sounds so cliche to even say.

As the pain begins to numb you shut your eyes,

Painfully remembering those regretful goodbyes. 

I don't think you ever meant to cause all of this pain. 

And I know an apology stings your heart and drives you insane. 

The razor dulls the pain, but only for a moment; And all this unpredictability takes you by surprise. 

You're left wondering why you even try.

No one knows your true heart, but if they did they'd know you're amazing--that at one time you were my only savior. 

Sara, I love you, even though you continue to kill me with your destructive behavior. 

Your love was kind; and sometimes your love was blind. 

I wish we could forget this and leave it all behind. 

Do you still think it was worth it to throw everything away?

Please hold your breath if you've got anything more hurtful to say. 

My heart just can't handle anything more. 

Please stop and listen before you permanently close that door. 

I still think you're beautiful with your bleeding mascara. 

In my heart you'll always be my angel--with your eyes so green, and your lips so red. 

You're still my person, my soulmate even after all the unforgivable words you've said. 

Lips so red, eyes so green, they still shine through your bleeding mascara. 

Time and circumstance has changed so much, but I'll never stop loving you--you'll always be my Sara.

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© Kattie Lindsay 2016