[Laughs a lil...]
**** don't even hurt no more
That's what I've been telling myself
I cried over you each night
As if you were the suffix to my last breath
And that without you I wouldn't make it
to my next romance audition
I called you my personal cherub
I said my own angel
Little did I know that you would be
One of the fallen
I described you in the best metaphor available
Compared you to the only
Paradise I knew
Because you lit up the sun
Eros was your middle name
I was lovestruck
With a dash of promise
And a whole lot of assumptions
That maybe it was true
Thinking I was the one
but your imprint was on someone else
a connection I decided long ago to break
But you are like a hyperbole
Of my next love life
And I've been imprisoned
In rusting shackles and chains
Because I could not stop you
When you captured my heart
I was not saved in time
I was the perfect combination of
a dire omen
And bad luck
was my last enchantment
And as if my heartbeat was not loud enough
I heard you whisper my name
In all the shades of black and blue
Now if you hadn't gotten it by now
I have been breathing fire
since the day I was born
And you took that light out of me
But now I am an ice queen
Who's heart is stone hard
And I will not let you
Crush something
That was stepped on
A million lifetimes ago
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC
I'm happy
Like I smile and laugh
I appreciate the beautiful things in life
And I enjoy good times
With awesome people
Get it.
Thats not my life
But it used to be
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 5:29 PM UTC
What if our lives become different
Like our dreams changed
And everything we planned seems distorted
Out of place
What if we couldn't be together forever
Like we had to be apart for a while
And later be reunited as if nothing had happened
As if the last 4 years didn't pass
Without you
And after all that I was like
What do you mean
And he was like
I will be your mocking-Jay
And you can be my Daisy
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 5:24 AM UTC
He was my true love
But showed me that love isn't enough
He was my one and only
But reminded me that there are 4 billion choices
He was my ever after
But forever does not compare to eternity
He was my flesh and my soul
But he became my scars and my demon
He became my heart
But he broke it when I hit his head with a glass bottle
before he stabbed me in the back
So in retrospect it was my fault...
There really isn't much about him
Because he is an ex...
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:18 AM UTC
I texted you
at 12:30 a.m.
with a beer can on my bedside table,
asked you
if you remember
how my lips taste,
told you
it's been a while
since anyone's touched me
like you used to,
added
haha, I love you
to texts that
didn't quite make sense;
I asked for it.
That's what I keep
telling myself.
It's not ****
if I gave consent,
it's not ****
if you didn't touch me,
it's not ****
if I said yes when
you offered to make me less lonely.
I remember when
that boy you were always jealous of
told me he loved me,
I remember wanting to say it back,
I remember the smell of
my mom's *****
on his breath.
I said no.
Took his arm off my shoulder,
turned my head away,
told him not to kiss me,
told him not tonight,
told him he was drunk,
he was lying to himself,
he was just lonely,
he would not love me
in the morning.
I was right.
He told me
the last thing he remembered
was sitting down next to me,
he said
sorry if I tried anything,
I said he didn't.
My point is,
the boy I loved,
longed for,
still long for,
was giving himself to me,
his flushed cheek on my shoulder,
his hands in my hair,
my name on his lips,
and I said no.
My point is,
I, whom you knew to be vulnerable,
to be empty,
to be broken,
was begging you to save me,
my desire on your phone screen,
my scars in your memories,
my cries echoing in your eardrums,
and you asked for more.
My point is,
there comes a point
in every person's life
when they are given the choice
to do the right thing,
or do the wrong thing
and convince them self
it was the only option.
My point is,
I could have been
at your doorstep,
in your bedroom,
begging,
pleading,
naked,
ready,
and the right answer
still would have been
no.
My point is,
you did not **** me,
but you made me feel violated.
You are not a *** offender,
but you are an awful person.
I did say yes,
but you should have said no.
My point is,
I may have asked for it,
but that doesn't mean
you should've given it to me.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
I'm sorry I can't miss you anymore
But it's kinda difficult...
Now that I've got someone else
To cry about tonight.
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
My ex told me that heaven is just a rumour
I never understood why
All of a sudden he told me this...
And then one night...
As I sat alone in bed months later
I understood
This was a warning
He used heaven as a metaphor.
What he was meaning to say
Is that
Don't believe everything I tell you
Because not everything I say is true...
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 12:21 PM UTC
*He is not my Hero
He is the only Demon
I've ever Loved*
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC
I only love you with half my heart
So that when you break it
I still have the other half
To love someone else
While trying to pick up the pieces you left me in
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
*Tell me another lie!
Tell me that the sky is yellow
Or that water is not white
Or that sand is not dry
Tell me that you love me
And I still wont believe you
So go ahead
Tell me
Just tell me
Tell me another lie*
Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 11:17 AM UTC