you mean so much to me yet I don't remember you. you ache my heart and you're loved in my mind yet I don't remember hugging you. I find it amazing how you can feel such strong feelings and emotion for someone when you don't know anything about them. it's all the little thoughts that clutter my head and memories I wish I could have. it hurts a lot to know you don't have someone to scare off all those bad boys and to teach you how to ride a bike.
I've heard you were such a bright soul, could light up a day with a smile.
but I hope you're okay up there in the sky. just one more day I try not to cry.
taking another step in the crisp air, wind pushing against my face but feeling the warmth of your breath as you speak of how amazing the colours of Fall are.
let's have an adventure, with the smell of wet trees and dying leaves.
the tip of my nose chilled, but the sound of crunching leaves distracts me.
fingers so cold, sweater so warm.
wishing Fall would last forever, because, I'm *forever falling for Fall
Breathing you in like toxic smoke Lingering fog in my mind In Through my ivory lips Parted in a lascivious smile Out Inhaled up my nose Closing my hazel eyes Head resting against the white wall The smoke dancing Swirling in lazy circles Up into the slow vibes of the music
I want to kiss you like I kiss my cigarettes Its going to **** me
to be quite frank, it's terrifying to know while you're rendezvousing with your latest infatuation i feel as though i must make my wrists rendezvous with blades to fulfill the infatuation you must feel.
i'm losing my best friend to a completely shallow cold hearted gripe who isn't worth anyone's time. and it's eating away at me more than the maggots that have begun to appear inside my slowly withering soul. my greatest fear is showing it's ugly face again - the fear of being forgotten. athazagoraphobia- the fear of being forgotten or replaced. forgotten. replaced. easily. you said you'd be there for me. but you're going to forget me like all the other ******* did. you're going to get rid of me like every other person who has ever actually meant something to me. you were no different. you were the exact same. you're just another page in my journal now.
Shes like a flower She smiles at the sky She kisses the clouds She drinks the wind Embraces the stars Dances in the pools of sun Dreams beneath the moon
thought about you, what to say, took the time, to let you know how I felt, 12:23 sent the message, walked around, nervously, combed hair, brushed teeth, 12:37, return to screen, seen at 12:25, *no reply.