We both know

I think I know
A way to reach you
When slowly touched
A way to keep you
I think I know
A night to bury you
When slowly killed
A way to lose you

I can see it

But you look at in a different way

Hello Blue

I know you are close to me and I feel we are going to meet soon.

But rather than coming outside I want to stay here, looking at you.
For when night falls I can close my eyes and pretend you were never here.

Juliette

Romeo revealed himself as the world.

Late night operation

I am burning as your words come flying through the air
and smoking
While my tears lapidate your face

Oud-West, Thuis Best

I drop myself off before I go to sleep hoping you will drive back to bring me home.

Medicine is magical

This is the first time you say I remind you of money.
This is the first time I say we should call ourselfs an institution.
You hold yourself onto me when you hold me.
You laugh when you say you don't think you can love me.
But I say medicine is magical and I think you could.

Nightswimming

Does it deserve a quiet night?
My screaming underwater becomes an airbubble speeding to the surface and when I come up for air she smiles at me.
You didn’t hear me right?

Wrapped in paper

I am captured in my idea of safety. I carry it in my bag wrapped in paper.

But only on the inside.

Because while outside I find peace of mind, behind my window of the world fear has got a hold on me.

Two is a crowd

Hanging out of my window I was looking for your kiss.

They were the ones. Adressed like something only I tasted in this building. The light was shining on you as you came walking by, the discolights from the traffic tower were raining down on your hair. I was drinking my bottle of truth and let it rain on you, you looked up and smiled.

But you will never see what you're doing to me.

Violet

He was not sure if the neighbours saw her coming in. They tend to ask him every other day who these people were, dropping by, eating over. He mostly answered with a quick nod, not willing to answer nor deny their questions or suspected answers.

He had been waiting in front of his door for an hour, pressing his ear against it, hoping to hear her footsteps on the stairs. After one hour and 13 minutes she rang the doorbell and he ran to the couch. Pretending to chill there, watching tv, not really caring if and when she would arrive. They drank some tea, spilled some wine, and talked about the weather. When they were both tired of beating around the bush they fell into his bed, half asleep, slightly drunk, completely oblivious.

The next morning he woke up and decided to leave the curtains closed that day, thinking the light of truth would not be able to come through.