the clock says 6:56pouring morning and i'm a bitchand i know that all you wishedfor is a fairy tale and not thisand now the rain is getting harderas my mind becomes darkerbut you'll always hold my handand that's the one thing i can standthe clock says 7:01and it feels like we just begunbut another thousand milesgiving me a million smilesi love you.~sev.
i am so scaredthat one dayyou'll wake upand feel disgustedto even hug meand all you seeis disorderand problemsand dramaand not me.not anymore.so i rather chooseto not talk about itespecially not with youso we can remainthis romance we're having.~sev.
with you,i can be bored as hellwhile having the greatest timeas well.~sev.
i can already see the clouds comingi smell the raini hear the windi sense the stormin it's worst form~sev
open my eyescovered with liesdrowning in my bloodyour words seems to cutcrawling my way uppushing you back inthis time to winno looking backi'll dry, soaking wetin the hope for sunshine tomorrowto dust this miserable sorrowfinally freetime to be me~sev.
my daddy is a dreamer
my momma is a fighter
therefore i fight for my dreams
and make my days go lighter
~sev.
don't make a sound
you got carried out
for too long
don't hesitate
that's the price you'll pay
you'll be too gone
i remember the night you went away
and the evening was just like any other baby
except tonight
for i'm a hopeless romantic,
with good intensions
you'll be so dramatic
leave all those past endings.
~sev/deaf havana.
original: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-iNDbUjV5E
as we stare
with glassed eyes
our hearts are crying
for indifference, this is the price
~sev.
i fell in love with a stranger
i don't know how it happened but
i'm sure this is quit the danger
he called me twice and i smelt the romance
we're both torn and broken
but we can give this a chance
you're a thief, did you know? a thief
though i'm still alive without any heartbeat
i fell in love with a stranger
both digital and virtual
but i'm sure i can save him
though the letters and messages
have turned into e-mails and texts
we could end up oldskool like the rest
let's hang out on habbo
and meet at chatroulette
new ways to Rome are cool, but oh
the shortcuts work better instead.
~sev.
all these conversations
are getting more meaningless
your superficiality dissapoints me
and maybe we're not the elected ones after all
and maybe the past just made us how we are now
and maybe the present wants us to move forward
with the past somewhere in the back of our minds
cause after all,
it wasn't for nothing.
we're wiser now
we found our true selfs.
remember me
i'll remember you.
~~sev
~ i don't love you like i did yesterday.
we're talking alot
but we're not saying anything
we know what we're thinking
but we don't let our minds speak
we're caught in our own constriction
but there's no way we'll get out
cause the only thing that matters now
is who is first to run his mouth.
~~sev.
omething's been eating me up
it's 4 in the morning my eyes should be shut
is it cold where you're sleeping,
I keep on wishing that someday you might just show up.
remember the plans that we made?
about getting married and where we would stay
do you still hope we end up that way?
cause I know I've been praying each day.
something's been causing this pain,
i know it's not real, it just feels that way
how did things dramatically change?
wish things would've just stayed the same
don't you dare wake me up
i don't want to wake up without you next to me
don't you dare wake me up
~sev.
unpacked cold brown leather
everything remains but the weather
raindrops pouring in my heart
~sev.
and if i was the sky
well you'd be the air
i'd sniff and i'd dance
for hours i'd stare
we both would be invisible
only we could see we're there
clutching to each other
showing in every way we care
~sev.
it feels like thousand knives stabbed in your chest
it feels like chains which are locking your neck
it feels like bricks thrown hard in your stomache
it is waking up in the night sweating and crying
it is waking up in the morning vomiting of stress
it is looking without seeing
it is smelling without scent
it is excisting without living
it is being uncomplete
it is breaking piece by piece
it is drying up till dust
it is missing
~sev
lily allen music and happy tumblr's,
happy Juno like movies mixed with lizzie mcguire episodes,
tea with lots of sugar,
cute pyjamas with hair curlers,
english magazines and seablue nailpolish
now feel better :]
~sev.
i look around, in the hope to find someone new
but i can't, my heart is stolen, taken by you.
~~sev.
