I am still waiting for you to wright me back.
Even if it is just a letter of rejection.
If you think that not responding is protecting me you're wrong, because as long as you don't destroy my thoughts of "us" I will still torture my self every day by constantly playing the possibility of you loving me through my mind on repeat.
I love I love you I love you
Love,
BEN
It is thought provoking
how what you thought was coping
Is really choking you worse than the rope that stopped your hoping like a train dead in it's tracks.
It's just another cigarette
another chance to forget
forget everything that's ever happened every choice you have ever made
making you who you are today.
but you're still here
so I'm not complaining
just wondering if I made any difference
or if you made these changes all on your own...
I'm still waiting to hear back from you.
Love
Benjamin
I remember the good old days like they were yesterday's leftovers.
Every time I look at them they are one day older and one day further from being fresh.
When I was 4 I learned how to play hopscotch, and when I turned 6 I learned that I had been playing wrong for 2 years. I found this new acquired knowledge a little unsettling, if I had been having such a damn good time....
What could I be doing wrong?
I found my collection of Pokémon cards yesterday, who thinks they can beat me??
LOVE YOU
-Ben
A lot of times I try to cover reality with music. But in this instance it only makes things worse, my thoughts of you are only amplified, and my thoughts of us are left searching for reality. It's odd that this time I have nowhere to hide, you make me vulnerable but I like it. You inspire me. I know it was only approximately 7 hours but it's changed everything. I don't think that I'll ever to learn to love someone the same way I love you. You make me want to be a better me, the real me. I have no intentions of sending this to you but I do need someone to know. That simple kiss on the cheek made my knees go weak and I will never forget how I felt In that moment. I love you. See you in one and a half.
Yours truly,
Benjamin Nevis
PS
Stay a forever child.
Six strings
Ten fingers
And twenty two frets
But still no good reason to write you a love song
Three buckles the hold closed the hardshell case that hasn't been opened In years
I've forgotten what its like to hold a piece of wood with no agenda besides creating
Now I only hold it to impress
There are plenty of good excuses for why this hardshell have collected so much dust over the past years
But you are not one
You deserve a love song
I am just doubtful that I can capture my feelings for you with anything less than a symphony
I love you, I miss you, I need you.
LOVE BEN
What's a brick without mortar
Brick, mortar, brick, mortar
Me, you, you, me
Brick halls made of brick walls that controlled the paths we walk
I am in debt with these halls because they are the only reason I cross paths with you everyday
I don't know if we would have met otherwise
And I don't even know if you remember the day we did
Maybe it's because I didn't even talk to you, but we made eye contact and that must count for something
But if I never did I don't think that I would still walk these brick halls made of brick walls,
Because you are the light at the end of the tunnel
Thank you
-Ben
If you run as hard as you can for as long as you can you will eventually wear yourself out and fall to the ground.
This is a fact and it is inevitable.
The only thing that matters is that when you get up you run harder and longer than before.
Inside of you, me, and every living creature there is something that seeks to fit in and feel "normal"
Just promise me that you will find that part of yourself and destroy it, because you are perfect and I love you.
I love you
Love Ben.
