I haven’t felt this way about a love song since thinking out loud came out and honestly I think the world will agree
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I haven’t felt this way about a love song since thinking out loud came out and honestly I think the world will agree
instead of “saying im on medication for anxiety” i said “im on medication for lover” and I DIDNT LIE OKAY
Why does it feel like
Rejection
When I never wanted more;
Why does it feel like
Heartbreak
When I didn’t love you so;
Why does it feel like a
Breakup
When you were never really mine;
And why does it feel like
Loss
Like I’ve somehow let you win.
Dearest Love
Make me still when I see you
I know I haven’t the right
To claim what is yours
But I feel like
Once upon a time
You should have been mine
And I ache
For whatever you see
When you look at me so terribly
I’m awful
I know
Quite horrible
To the bone
I’m everything
Neither one of us needs
But I felt you against me
And wanted so bad
That it hurt when
You would not kiss me
Even when you held me so close
I could cry;
I think you’re awful too
For devastating me like this
You can’t tell me you loved me
Once
And not expect me to crumble so.
Definitive
In the fact
That we meet far too soon
And I loved you
In all the wrong ways.
Have you ever felt anxiety
in your bones?
A restless hum
Ringing in your ears
Holding your breath captive
At gun point
You gasp for breath
you scarcely know
And somehow convince yourself
this is enough.
That is existence with you;
A half taken breath
Gasping sea foam
Choking on pearls-
I am the compressed sand
Caught between your teeth-
Having the audacity
To feel shame for my own capture.
Nails press into my core
Coaxing blood;
Feigning pleasure
Forgetting love
Where flowers no longer bloom.
I harvest anger in the brightness of spring
And sadness in the dust of fall,
Bottling them in tiny liquors bottles
To save for rainy days
when I have forgotten how to feel.
You’ve perfected the art
of teaching inadequacy
in the wake of my sorrow;
Feeding off the last of my good will-
And watching me wilt in the afternoon sun.
Seldom speak
Words so sweet
I wander my way to you.
Barely hopeful
Your pain is vocal
I long to see you soon.
Careful coping
Unfathomable choking
You never believed my truth.
Lonely, dour
The haunting hour
I hope you think of me too.
I feel summer on my skin,
Like open mouthed kisses
Peppering my shoulders gently,
And wonder if this is love;
I’m searching for completion
In the way the heavy wind blows
Lay my body to rest
In arid twilight
Kissing the sunset
With ruby red lips-
You hold my hand
in calloused palms
And beg me to return.
The world of the living
Haunts me
Like the heavy footsteps of my grandfather
I see shapes in the corners on my eyes
And for once forget
My waning vision
In hopes of seeing the fading of the light
The falling of the night
The crickets sing me to sleep
And I can almost taste Eden
On the tip of my tongue
Giving way
To all the things I could do
A reminder
To all the things we could see
What ever will be will be,
But for now
I am enough.