I’m dancing with my favourite devil again
Didn’t think that he was for me again
You only like it when I’m ****** up
Think you using me to **** up
But for once don’t mistake
That my kisses are fake
You’re too scared to call me when you’re sober
But I’m too afraid to admit this is over
No more lies no more tears I said
I’ve got your back but don’t forget you stabbed mine
You thought I did you wrong
Was this your way of reacting?
Didn’t you think of picking up the phone,
Asking me to be honest?
I know you’re alone, I know you’ve got fears
But why was I the only one who ended up in tears
You’ve got pretty eyes - disappear when you smile
You’ve got prettier lies - always there no surprise
But you always make me laugh I’ll give you that
Even when you broke my heart
I laughed at you through the tears
Now it’s been over a year can you ******* believe it
Since we’ve been playing cat and mouse
With our drinks and our feelings
I never gave up on you, nursed hope in my heart
I knew that you would miss me.
I ******* knew it.
Yes you waited too long, yes patience is an art
I learnt for you
But don’t ever doubt it I’ll always choose me over you
You’re a little too late I’m a little too drunk
Let’s just keep kissing and never tell each other how we really feel.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:23 AM UTC
Oh how we criticized their hearts
And inspected their love
Looking for poison,
Always finding it
Always keeping it
Never realizing how close we held it to our hearts, letting them infiltrate and infect every corner.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:19 AM UTC
I sit cross legged your heart in my one hand, fork in the other. Blood drips from my lips and this is how I stay clear of heartbreak.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
They loved me like a train ride like the back of a pick up truck like the journey they needed to take but never the destination where they planned to stay.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
flowers wilt and bedsheets get stripped clean with bleach bitter like my words my eyelashes held together with tears you laugh not at me but as if you’re amused at the idea of anyone ever loving you I can see your eyes lack understanding and you should be glad that you don’t know the look of heartbreak and I don’t hate you no matter how much I know I should I think I might never speak to you again though but don’t forget the day you first saw me and you told your friends all about the way we didn’t stop smiling on the dance floor the end of an era the beginning of a mess who would’ve known you would look at me 12 months later and see someone you claim to love but fail to ever show it don’t forget the night you came to my dorm room too afraid to say a word and now cause you know me you say too much let’s stop pretending that you didn’t spend hours lying next to me in a tent made out of the night sky holding hands and talking **** and I know what everyone sees in us - something pointless and never-ending but don’t think I’ve forgotten what you said and don’t think when you smile at me like everything’s fine that I ever believe it and we should sit down sometime and talk about nothing I guess that’s my way of saying I hate what you did, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
If you had found the perfect man for you. The one who held your troubles in his hands, smiled like the sky breaking and knew exactly what you needed when you said you’re tired or cold or sad - you would never have kept him. You will never keep him because look at how you run towards the boys who spill their liquored lust all over your heartbreak like it doesn’t exist so for a moment you can believe it really isn’t there. Do not blame them for not loving you, love was never what you were bringing to the table. Do not blame them for leaving you. Yes you welcomed them with open arms but you always left the back door unlocked so you could slip away in the middle of the night if they ever tried to stay. Men are not the heroes the movies made them out to be and if it’s loving that you want baby girl, it’s gotta be loving that you give. Nobody’s gonna save you but yourself
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 8:06 AM UTC
they all taught us to sit in the corner and stand in the kitchen, kneel in the bedroom and be afraid to say no. they taught us to wear lipstick on our lips like glue, to keep our opinions to ourselves, we learned to fear the men in the street because they don't ever ask - only take. we are taught to be pretty, precious, pure and believed them when they called out our names like lost puppies. we are slowly learning to unlearn. the feminine energy and spirit is healing and we are angry.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
Everything just feels weirdly terrible and I don’t want anyone to come near me anymore I don’t feel like I can trust anyone it’s just so difficult right now because I’m so hurt. I’m so ******* hurt but I know there’s nothing I can do about it and there’s nobody that is sorry so why should I be sad about it. But I feel like I have so much hope in my heart that I know the right people to trust but what if that’s wrong too I was so wrong in the past. I was so so wrong. I don’t know when I’m going to stop feeling like a fool. When I’m going to stop feeling like a pit stop, like a holiday house by the seaside in the middle of winter like a bouquet of wilted flowers brown and beautiful and dead on your kitchen counter like too much of nothing at all. I give absolutely nothing away. I’m terrified you’ll pity how soft I am although I know I’m the toughest bag of heartbreak you will ever encounter let me tell you I know I talk like an ******* I just don’t want you to love me cause that’s just one more person to disappoint and disappointment has been the only taste in my mouth lately like my heart is slowly burning and smoking out through my throat and when I say I’m tired I really just mean that I’m tired of people and when I smoke my cigarettes and drink my coffee and look at the sky I’m really just looking at myself and right now pain has left and love has left and now all that’s left is hope and well I guess that’s not the worst I’ve been. It’s like when you have nothing the possibility is anything to everything so let’s say you do love the beach when it’s raining and you make a home out of me let’s say I don’t set my heart on fire for you but draw a circle of flames around us would you stay burning with me till love suffocates us both till we can’t remember a time without passion. Let’s say you stay and prove disappointment wrong and let’s say hope wins this time around.
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 6:10 AM UTC
we said we didn't care,
laughed at our losses to soften the sting of unrequited love
and then swore we weren't insane
(i don't know if the reason i can't breathe
is the cigarettes or the heartache)
lately everyone feels as empty as their absence
-and i am grateful for the friends and the flowers
i just don't know why the good things can't be enough for me
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 6:36 PM UTC
(111) I like your character more than I like you
(112) You are too kind hearted to be this selfish
(113) in the movie about us you care a lot more
(114) I'm not as mean as I pretend to be
(115) your head is so far up in the clouds nothing can ever reach you
(116) you made me feel like I was up there with you
(117) I think I love things that are bad for me
(118) you have an obsession with controlling your emotions
(119) my favorite pass-time is setting myself on fire
(120) my name sounds at home in your mouth
(121) I'm certain there's a universe that only exists when we're together
(122) I love how much you hurt me
(123) I'm relieved when you make me hate you.
(124) my greatest fear is that I love you
(125) I am concerned you don't know what love is
(126) there's a chance you could still be a figment of my imagination
(127) this surface level **** is too vapid for ***** sakes
(128) I often imagine reaching into your chest to find what went wrong with your heart
(129) you notice everything and say very little.
(130) I burn for the both of us
(131) you hurt me over again carefully and with love
(132) we are my most elaborate display of self-harm.
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 6:32 PM UTC