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Happiness, Heartbreak

Here

You are gone now.
Still some beer for you
in the fridge,
doesn’t matter now.

You choose to walk away.
My wet eyes watched you leave,
but I knew it wouldn’t matter,
cause I love you anyway.

You think I will forget about this,
This love, this thing between
us two.
But you don’t know what love is.

See, I will forever have feelings for you,
no matter if I find someone new,
no matter the time or the distance,
between us two.

So now I am alone.
But when you check my Instagram,
realize that this girl,
made you her number one.

Not just now that I am without you,
But whenever, whereever,
Whomever I will be with,
I will never not love you, boo

I hope soon you will understand
and really feel it in your heart,
that my door will forever be open,
cause by you I will always stand.

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Heartbreak

The rain

The grass in my garden is wet,
It is summer but yet it’s raining outside,
The water is here to nourish all plants.
It should be low but yet it’s high tide.

Do the tears in my eyes make everything a blur,
It must be the rain on the window,
I am trying hard to stay positive here,
But never ever did I feel so low.

I feel like the water is calling for me.
I step outside, to feel the rain on my skin,
Hoping it will wash away my tears,
And really just to feel anything.

My hot wet face mixes well
with the cold hard raindrops
It is so unfortunate that that is
where the cleansing stops.

I wish the water could clean my soul,
I wish the water would go through my brain,
My heart needs some tidying up too,
Anything just to get rid of this pain.

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Heartbreak

I can’t

You just sat there, silent.
Made me do all the digging,
painful digging into your thoughts,
And so I had to begin.

You made me into someone I’m not,
this insecure, fragile shadow of a woman,
having to ask questions that lead to this,
You saying that you’re done.

Funny how you didn’t even say it,
You made me say the words,
So you just had to sit there and mumble,
which made this all so much worse.

Cause love, I sat there with an open heart,
ready to give it to you,
And now you pierce right through it,
saying this love can’t be true.

I sat there with so much love to give,
I would have done anything, fuck pride,
just for these words to go away,
And not feel so damn empty inside.

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Heartbreak

Useless love

You want my love,
and yet you don’t.
You want to talk to me,
but you won’t.

Or do you prefer silence?
Like you silence my feelings,
The love I hold for you is great,
and flattering to most human beings.

Somehow that does not count,
when it comes to you dear,
cause when it comes to you,
the ruler, the king, the god is fear.

That is so sad you see?
I have wonderful things to give,
And with all those fuzzy warm feelings inside,
I am not sure how to live.

If I can’t share them with you,
If I need to keep them in a cage,
Not sure if I can truly be myself.
But I am not ready to turn the page.

I feel so stupid for adoring you so much,
For having this useless love inside,
The best thing I can’t give to you,
Even now that I am officially by your side.

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Happiness

Frank

You were late but that’s okay,
As soon as you walked upon stage,
the world faded away.

I started crying when you sang Solo,
Couldn’t believe we were in this moment,
I felt my love for you grow.

The way you carried yourself,
that vibe around you,
made me shine like I never do.

It was magical to finally see that man,
that man that I listen to every day,
Don’t worry, I am not some Stan.

We were in this moment together,
I think our eyes even met,
after feeling low I’ve felt so much better.

There is something magical about you,
I have such a deep appreciation for that,
how you sing these words, so true.

When I think back about that eve,
I feel such bliss inside,
even though our moment was just brief.

Your music means so much to the world,
you touch peoples hearts,
thank you from the heart of a very happy girl.

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Heartbreak

Locked up

I am doing the time,
but it does not make sense,
I am doing the time,
cause we are more than friends.

I am an inmate of love,
cause I can’t share it with you,
I am an inmate of love,
cause I can’t get through.

I am kept inside a cage,
cause of my being in love state,
I am kept inside a cage,
solely because you are afraid.

I’m wearing striped pyjamas,
cause I let you put me down.
I’m wearing striped pyjamas,
You make me feel like a clown.

I am locked up,
Even though I have so much to offer,
I am locked up,
Just for being your lover.

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Struggle

Sunny side

It seems so attractive to you,
Freedom, living life to the fullest,
Not caged in a perfect family picture,
Sounds good but let’s be honest.

You look into my life
from the sunny side.
So you don’t see the shadows,
the many lonely nights.

Do you realize handsome,
how you come home to your wife,
I come home to nothing at all,
An empty house, but a full life.

You look into my life,
from the sunny side.
You don’t see the dark stuff,
that never sees the light.

I know you want a piece of it.
Not sure if this is about me,
or perhaps just that sense of freedom,
this other person you want to be.

You look into my life,
from the sunny side.
You only see my smiles,
But not the tears I cried last night.

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Happiness

The sweet side of life

Again, some older work, from when I was 17 years old, a happy one for once, kinda 😉

Laughing and smiling the whole time,
Happiness has come into my heart again.
Now I can truly say I feel fine,
What’s left to worry about?

Now that lovely feeling’s back,
I can’t think of anything bad,
and I don’t want to try it too,
It’s so good, not to feel sad,

My heart is filled with flowers,
Springtime has come early this year,
I could dream bout it all for hours,
Feels like there’s nothing left to fear.

Oh, wonderful world,
Oh, wonderful life,

I’m floating around in heaven,
It’s only for a second may be.
But I will keep on laughing,
The sweet side of life I see.

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Sexy stuff, Struggle

You are not alone

The moon shines proudly in the dark night,
I look at my phone, a text from that man.
Soon he will set aside his pride,
For my attention he does all he can.

I have the power to make him crawl,
But I will not do it, I refuse.
Cause I try to actually have a soul.
creating a world where I’m not his muse.

He might sit there on the couch,
comfortably enjoying my company,
sending me pictures of his south,
But something’s wrong in this pic, see?

Just a few metres away she is asleep,
carrying his second child,
Not knowing about my existence,
or the fact that often I am on his mind.

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