Volume 7: Beautiful Idea

I met a boy
He was good-looking, smart, charming
He took me out for coffee
I agreed to see him again

I saw a boy
He was attractive, intelligent, charismatic
He held my hand as we walked along the beach
I told him I liked him

I liked a boy
He was handsome, brilliant, magnetizing
He danced with me under summer fireworks
I promised to dream of him

I dreamt of a boy
He was gorgeous, genius, irresistible
He gave me a rose and a kiss at the top of the London Eye
I fell in love

I met a real boy, who was good-looking, smart, charming
I fell in love with a beautiful idea

Volume 535: Pretty

I untwist the cap.
The thick liquid inside is the same colour as my skin.
The prettier parts of it, anyway.
I dip my brush in the paint and lift it to my face.
I don't need a mirror.
I know where the ugly marks are.

Stroke by stoke I cover up the marks.
I feel it weighing down on my skin.
I cover up the past.
It's like it never happened.
It never happened.

I tell myself it'll be okay.
I'll be okay.
They say that happy girls are the prettiest.
I look pretty now.
I can look happy now.

I look in the mirror just to make sure.
And it all falls apart.
I've missed a spot.
It glares at me, triumphant.
Everything falls apart.
Rivulets of tears spill from my eyes.
They tear apart all my careful brushstrokes.
They leave nothing but the raw marks that I tried so hard to hide.
They leave nothing but the past.

I tried so hard to hide it all.
I tried so hard to be happy.
I thought it was going to work for once.
Now I know why they teach doctors not to tell people they'll be okay.
I've betrayed myself.
And it's nothing I can cover with makeup.

Volume 2035: The Crowd

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crowd.

Volume 64: The King's Lament

I swear
I don't believe in love
But you've never seen the way
They all watch her move
She glides across the black and white tiles
Back straight
Head high
Everyone in the room
Mesmerized

I swear
I don't believe in love
But the way she stood
By my side
Bathed in glowing white
I gave her the world
Just to watch her make it shine
She turned my kingdom
Into her ballroom

I swear
I don't believe in love
But my naivety
States otherwise
I gave her too much freedom
I let her dance too long
The knight that finally stopped her
Sadly
Wasn't mine

I swear
I don't believe in love
Were it not for the kingdom
I'd have bowed to grief
I'd have clothed myself in black
A white flag to the enemy
Instead I retreat to the shadows
To a throne painted black
And let my soldiers grieve for me

I swear
I don't believe in love
I seek vengeance
A cold dish
On a silver plate
But the lives of eight men
Are not sacrifice enough
For the single one
Of my late queen

I swore
I didn't believe in love
But I've come to know
Desperation
Towers falling one by one
A kingdom crumbling
On tiles stained red
Nothing's more vulnerable
Than a lonely king

Volume 99: Where Fire and Ice Collide

Blazing eyes, hearts race

Struggling to keep pace

Reckless girl, car chase

Standing on a cliff

Gentle eyes, pretty face

Waiting at a safer place

Careful girl in a thousand ways

Standing on a cliff

She makes mistakes or never learns

Taking risks and wrong turns

Touching flames, getting burned

Takes his breath away

She takes one step at a time

Always walks within the lines

Graceful, delicate, so divine

Takes his breath away

Stepping back toward the tide

Rocks crumbling off the side

A thrilling roller coaster ride

Irresistible

Lashes flutter, the softest sigh

The sweetest promise in her eyes

Caring whispers, by his side

Irresistible

Jealous, loyal, fiercest love
Always putting him above
Everything she's ever loved
Fighting for his heart

Sacrificial, devoted love

Always putting him above

Everything she's ever loved

Longing for his heart

Two completely different souls

Magnetic from opposite poles

Whose stars collide for a common goal

Standing on the cliff

Volume 6: Paper Ships

My love for you lies
At the top of the little hill
At the bottom of champagne bottles
Like paper ships

You were a sailor
And I was a little girl
Brought up on the docks
Watching the ships and the sea

Our eyes met and you tipped your hat
Offered me a glass
And showed me your paper ship
Sailing in a sparkling white sea

I was Ulysses
And you were a siren
You tugged on the thread
To let my sails flutter free
In captivity

I couldn't tell you why I felt that way
But my two likeliest suspects
Are your rugged half smile
Accompanied by this champagne

The tide rose and fell
Into our crystal flutes
We watched the sun set
On our paper ship
Through translucent glass

Everything becomes a series
Of silent scenes and time lapses
Full glasses to empty and back again
I don't remember falling in love

Am I in love?
Or have I just stumbled onto a paper ship
Destined to rock back and forth
On white bubbly froth

Every time I take a sip
The sea foam rises to meet my lips
And whenever I miss you
I reach for the bottle of sea and paper ships

I don't know if I can dive that deep
For the mere possibility of finding a pearl
Or a diamond ring
I can't decide if those deep blue eyes
Are worth nearly drowning

I remember watching you sail away
A train wreck on the sea
I can't bear to watch you leave me
But I can't tear my eyes away

The sunset looks less beautiful from the shore
I remind myself that ships look splendid
Docked on the pier
But I cannot be a sailor

Volume 360: Run

My half sentence left hanging
You flew off so fast
Said something about "space"
And how "this" never lasts

I heard you're traveling the world
Guess you're sick of our fights
So you'll drink in the freedom
And fall in love every night

I've never seen anyone
Run so far, so fast
Are you trying to escape
Your future or your past?

Thought back to the days when
Our world revolved around love
Guess it does orbit something
But it sure isn't us

Hang up your jacket
On old dusty dreams
And brush away my heart
Every time you hang up on me

It's been a few weeks
I'm sitting here confused
Not sure if I'm going mad
Or just missing you

I've never seen anyone
Run so far, so fast
And I can't help but wonder
If you'll ever come back

Your suitcase, exhausted
Is passed out on the couch
From  your non-stop running
Day in and day out

You're both so hung over
From the cities and sights
Empty bottle of patron
Empty memory of last night

You flew off your flight
Ran so far, so fast
Did you think there was a chance
Or did you know it wouldn't last?

Since the day you left
I've been too scared to dream
Maybe your wandering heart
Would wander back to me

You can run wherever you like
But I've always known
You can run far; run fast
But there's nothing like home