To the tune of Pink.

This is a continuation of the song Pink, Just Give Me a Reason. I was listening to it on my phone one day and it was the last one on my playlist so when the song stopped it was quiet, I just kinda carried on with my own lyrics. At the time they didn't mean much to me and I didn't blog them but now I think I would like to. 
Imagine the tune if you can;

Used to hold me close night

Make love in the morning light

Now I sleep alone in bed

But you still go around my head.

I think of how we fell apart

Wonder who's the broken heart

Are you also stuck at home

Feeling like you're all alone?

Memories we made, so strong

Been together for so long

Do the feel the same as me,

Or have I really set you free?

Words are Easier when Written

So this was written a few nights ago during a a very emotional night. I am not feeling like it anymore but hand wrote it and haven't had time to type it out and post. It is based on a book I am reading by Jodi Picoult and the picture at the bottom is one I drew before writing it.  

Stomach knotted, head a mess
So much I have to confess
He is the one, so how's it fair
That he finds it hard to even care.
I know it;s over, that's what right
But I won't go without a fight.
Maybe a week, maybe more
I will find him at my door,
Autumn may pass, winter may fall
And I will wait for his call.
Found it difficult to express
What I thought was for the best,
Now, pen to paper it's easy to say
How I feel in a rhyming way.

Silly me.

This poem is written to help me sleep, me and Luke are struggling to sort something out and don't want to end the relationship but also don't want to continue as it is now...

Silly Me

Feeling lost in my own mind

Too scared to think what I might find

I know I love you, without question

But you are not my possession

Trying to keep you close to me

Makes it the last place you want to be

I feel we have no time to live

But you only have so much to give

You feel you share it fairly well

I think you're trying to raise hell

The friends you live with follow you home

And then you wonder why I moan

I've made you my world,  now I see

How foolish that was of me.