Future.

I still remember the day we met,
Your navy suit,
and my green lacy dress.
Your eyes across the room from mine,
sparkle building on sparkle,
life creating love.

I didn’t mean to act that way;
too cold, too unloving,
too far away.
Your lifeline could’ve clicked with mine,
but I was too broken
to know it at the time.

Now those days are a year away,
and you’re still a constant thought
in my head.
I tried to erase you a billion times,
but you, amore, wouldn’t leave my life.

I haven’t seen you in 11 months,
for I was chasing another life.
But when I’m alone in bed at night,
my only dream is your perfect touch.

And now I wonder if we’ll have it all,
as we have almost survived a storm.
I always say I don’t get attached,
but you, my love, just might be my nest.

-by Asja

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On Being Me.

I play hide and seek and jump fences at dusk. Just cause I want to feel alive. So I fall in love, not once, but a hundred times. And stay up late, not counting sheep, but piecing together broken dreams. And then I dream in screaming color about people I’ve never seen…and melodies that don’t exist. When I wake up to go about my day, I play with my hair and fix my red lipstick at least two times a day. I value time, and look for souls that may be lost in life. And when I’m down, I find purpose in the smallest of things, cause my eyes still sparkle after broken dreams. This is life with being me and I don’t think I would change a thing.

-by Asja

When we died.

I couldn’t walk
I couldn’t breathe
Why’d you have to cut my wings?
Before you I could always fly
And never care about a guy

This fall was strange, I hit hard
Just when I thought my life was fine
My wildest dreams were far from you
Yet you creeped in as nightmare fuel

Those are the echoes I still play back
From that Sunday we first met
Because you knew I’d always leave
I don’t believe the sudden fear

Now I’m running, running fast
So your voice doesn’t reach my heart
I never cared for long goodbyes
But then you vanished, so I craved for one

For all I have are empty seats
Right there where we used to meet
Back when your eyes sparkled through the night
Before they turned to glacial ice

All I can is play pretend
That those long hours nothing meant
And that I’m fine with how we are
Hundred to a zero overnight.

-by Asja

Secrets.

Did our flame just burn to embers?

and here I thought you were my candle.

My insanity was overruled,

by a mouth that spoke for two.

-by Asja

Time 

A gasp of wind from far within,

Reaching out for you and me,

And just like that time stood still,

At the crack of dawn,

Not knowing what would be. 

-by Asja

Fast Train

True as the wind from east
,

life with you had little ease;

Like a fast train your look would strike, 

straight through that mask of glass.

-by Asja

For I Have Changed 

Lost. Not in who she is. Nor where she’ll be. But in the puppet show in which she’s the lead.

Disappointed. On a constant quest. Not for the dreams. But for the soul.

Torn. Between oceans. Longing for the world. Never not missing home.

Persistent. Always to rise. Not to be someone’s toy.

Certain. Failure she does not see, for a warrior she found within.

Changed.

-by Asja

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