You took one step and I held my breath-
You were toxic.. I didn't need that.
I was wasting away and you made me decay,
Now I notice you are always there to watch me when I fall.
Do you even think of me, when you're lying alone in your bed?
Does your heart fill with agony when you realise...
You don't know me at all.
Mine does.
I am sick of burning from your words, lashing out at me.
Sweeping up after my ashes is starting to hurt.
And I am so tired of you hauntig me,
Don't you get bored from always hurting me?
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 11:00 PM UTC
I want to hear your stories,
Your memories,
Your dreams.
I want to feel your fingers,
Your toes,
Your touch.
I need to see your face every day.
I need my oxygen.
You see,
Without you, I run low.
I feel lethargic, who can survive without air?
You are my air supply.
I cannot possibly,
ever,
Live without you.
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 10:54 PM UTC
I miss you.
I miss my oxygen.
It's been days since I have felt your touch,
since I have felt your delicate fingers caress my cheekbones.
It's been so long since I have heard your warm breath speak "I love you" that I am starting to get cold.
It has been weeks since I've seen you smile at me the way you used to.
Now you turn away at the sight of me.
My eager eyes have started to turn grey because you are gone.
My skin is decaying because it no longer has your touch.
My blood is freezing without you.
I fear my lungs will die soon without the air they need.
They are already halfway there.
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC