Maybe I hate you because you can see right through me
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
snow melts and flowers die
eventually you’ll leave my side
probably without saying goodbye
but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t try
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 3:01 PM UTC
everyone has a way to talk themselves out of something they don’t think they deserve.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 9:26 AM UTC
he was the skeletons in your closet
the monster underneath your bed
like he’d crawled out from down below
to lie on top of it instead
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 6:27 PM UTC
old habits
falling, crawling back to you
ripped tights, gas station lights, bar fights
the sort of boys you never introduce to your mother
where the word ‘love’ is enough to make you run away
I don’t know how this could be living,
but I feel more alive than I ever have, anyway
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 1:56 PM UTC