Sometimes it feels like I have to hold the whole world in my arms. And it is heavy, way too heavy. 
Sometimes I want to be held in somebody's arms. So the world would feel lighter, way much lighter.

Hear me

It was way too late after dark. And this was just a place, where you wander in when you don't really know what you are searching for. Old creaky wooden floors, and dark red colored walls. Few tables around the corners, and a dim light, just enough to see where you are going, but not enough to see a strangers face. This is not a place you come to meet someone, unless that someone is yourself. Glass clinging, and quiet. 
After this dark hour,it was time. She emerged on the stage, to sing a song that was expectedly unexpected. That was the whole nature of this place. A voice fills the void created by quiet strangers in corners. Maybe one or two even lift a head to see her face.
 I walk up to nearest table to the stage. I would never dare, but tonight I had to escape. I don't need to see her face, I just want to listen to a voice that shouldn't be here, but it is, and it makes you wonder why. I don't need to see her face that she carries more beauty than we can see. For sure we can hear it. Her voice echoes off the cobbled walls and gets that old timey sound. 
It was just a single touch that woke me up. As I looked up I saw you, in a place we would never dare, but tonight we did. We became so almost fragile, but still not letting go completely. We don't have questions for our answers, at least not tonight. Right here. We came to look for someone, ourselves. 
We found us.

What I like

I scatter my own ashes onto the years old paint. The one kept in deepest part of cupboard. I'm ready to take out my somber brushes and add some color to my skin. I am not gonna try to rewrite my own scars, not gonna keep pretending of being someone that you wished I was. I'm untying my knots in my head that kept this insane ship afloat, scrapping stars across my heart. Maybe they will fight a way through for the light in there.

Story untold

What do you see?
What you see when you look at me?
What you see when you look into my eyes?
Do you see the sleepless nights I carry?
Do you see the love I could offer?
Maybe you hear a song in you mind that sounds just like me.
Maybe you have questions you cant ask out loud.
What do you see?
In my smile?
Do you see how I live only for today?
Do you see that I'm growing patiently?
Maybe you put a story together about me in your mind.
Maybe you just see.
Maybe you don't.

By the way

A smile, a look into your eyes. Ouh, I want that. Stroke through your hair, and passionate kiss. Ouh, I can't keep my mind away. Talk, and laugh and just silence with a sleepless night. Ouh, could we.
Shut my fear, dare to go for it. I'm used to rejection and rough words, but not this time. Ouh, please, just not this time.