I am sleeping with unreciprocated love, while the arms of hope wrap around me.

Time machine to the past
Step back a few years
Old feelings, like Lazarus
Suddenly reappear.

It's your song on the radio
And it's your hand in mine
As this wave crashes over me
Our stars again come unaligned.

...and her dreams that didn't happen, that couldn't have happened because she'd pinned them on somebody too broken and unattainable to love her back.

My heart is sair-I dare na tell,
My heart is sair for Somebody.

I came up with a new reason
To write your name today
I plagiarized each letter
From a love note you wrote me.
The scent of ink was sacred to me
In that relapsed moment…
For a minute I could pretend
The paper reminded me of your skin;
I could pretend the glimmering ink
Was the moonlit lake
Of our summer night.
But the pretending crumpled with paper
And I threw us into the trash can
For the bridge between us is long burned
And it’s time I accepted that.

My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. It now felt as it had been stolen, torn from my chest by someone who wanted no part of it.