A Bloody Canvas

I read those words again for the third time today

You make it sound so simple and yet so complex

My hearts always hidden behind metaphors

But why hide when I know you feel the same?

I won't describe you as a sunset, a shadow or a star

I'll just whisper softly through the speakers

To tell you what only simple words could say

How I long for the weekend and the smile that I never see on Thursdays

We'll wander the streets like we have nowhere to go

But you always bring me home so that we can be alone

I'll jump the fence one more time

And we'll stand on the other side

In the sheltered shadow of a backyard fence

And I'll kiss you like I meant it

I hope you know I meant it...

....And oh, how I wish I could write like you

Your words are such sweet perfection

So simple and delicate, but yet written so true

I only wish I could write like you

But my hearts always hidden by a metaphor

And I wonder what all those intricate words are for

Why hide behind design when I know you feel the same

I didn't hide behind a sunset, a shadow or a star

I only explained things how they are

Real...