Love is Envy

'Nuff said

Muse Writings

Sometimes I wanna be a wannabe
'Cause everyone keeps calling me
And telling me
Just how unique to be

-How was I supposed to know
I was just for show

There were only so many ways
To say I want you to want me
What hurts the most is you didn't have to give me a cliche
Good bye

I wanted to say
Fuck the moon and fuck that sun
And dream to our hearts content
And scribble down a thousand hellos
If our contradictions could be reality

Let all the crumpled napkins
Sealing chicken scratch love notes from across the kitchen
Be burned by will
Because no flame seems to forget them enough

I guess our love wasn't enough
And all the syllables saying we were allusions to fairy tales were right
Because no world shaking event goes without consequence
And couldn't seem to keep you from hurting me

Maybe our connections just died like a phone line
Like a heart sick wave
Maybe all of the personified affection isn't enough anymore
I never wanted to be the original cause of your awakening
Maybe our heart ache club just wasn't as non-conventional we thought

I could sing all day long
About how cosmic forces are fake
But I don't think karma holds a soft spot for smoldering faith and cynicism

---This is what I managed to scramble down on a napkin last night,
so as you can imagine
needs serious revising

Titles Are Stupid

So let's suppose
All the storming rain clouds
Were just the tears and battle cries

And all the cliche things we said
Were just the words
Of lovers left in bed

And the something that changed
We can't put our fingers on
Is just you and me

And maybe the love
Is and never will be gone
Just he and she are moving on

The oceans floors we used to crawl on
Were nothing more than flooded boxes
Full of sand outside our parents' homes

The shadows we felt walking behind us
Was just the paranoid envy
I felt for you and you for me