My life was
an open book.
You just forgot
to read a few chapters.

He’d never come back,
I’d said with a frown.
He said he was sorry,
He didn’t think twice.
He said he was sorry,
But I’ll never forgive him,
For what he has done.
‘Cause on the outside,
He’s a really sweet guy.
But it’s what's on the inside,
That counts.

I never thought of myself as a writer
Because I never found the words to describe myself

I thought of myself as an artist
Because I could bleed my pain so beautifully

So I painted my silence
And called it a poem

If I can't unlove you
                Surely I can write myself
                                                  Out of love

everyone is already asleep
the pills seem to stare right into your soul
you grab the blade,
the cold edge hitting your skin
almost tenderly.
as the thick, dark liquid stains the sheets,
you open the bottle with your shaky hands.
and take them out
one by one.
it tells you to hurry up.
you quickly consume every single one,
before you could regret it.
you write a few notes, texts, explaining why you'll be gone,
possibly forever.
they don't have to know that though.
you can already feel the headache coming,
the regret slowly creeping in,
you pass out.
you wake up a few hours later,
confused,
the realization finally hits you.
you don't want to listen,
but the pill whispers:
"again."

I’d like your taste to linger
A little longer on my lips—
Citrusy-bright,  caramel-rich acacia honey;
You fizz, umami.
  A hint of cashews— yes, I’m nuts for your being!
So sweet, sugary, cavity-worthy—Guilt-free.
A flavour I should let just fade out..
For the inevitable,
minty and cold reality
scheduled to rinse it

A different day the same refrain echos of bitterness loss and pain.
Heart in my throat i look at you i see the obstacles, but i don’t know how we make it through.
Head down keep going moving along. But now we are lost somewhere we don’t belong.
Your frustrated, and scared, and anger and bitterness reigns. I am sad, and overwhelmed and not sure of what remains.
What we need, want, believe so different it’s Pulling us apart. If we want to be together we need to restart.
Our lives in chaos, overwhelmed, and each doing things essentially on our own. So much has changed I am just not sure its in the same direction that we’ve grown
Cant go backwards or build on what is past. We need to start fresh if we want this to last.
Figure out if we have similar vision, goals, dreams. If they are compatible or are we ripping each other seam from seam?
It doesn’t mean ones wrong and the other one right. But if there is no compromise then every moment just continues to be a fight.

worth it 6.4.25 (7:22 pm / 19:22)
you’re a little hard to love often enough
you’re a little difficult to tell what’s up
but you’re completely worth it

you are worth every single tear shed
you are worth every angry text sent
you are worth every moment of silence
you are worth every second you breathe
and breathe and live

you’re a little strange sometimes
you’re a little embarassing, i’ll admit
but you’re forever worth it

Listen... I know you're upset-

Upset? Darling I'm far more than "Upset" with you.

If you would just listen-

What reason does she have to lemon? You've started blocking them all again. We can't go back to what we were.

Alex I'm trying to get better.

Getting better means getting rid of us then?

That's not what I said.

Liam, you do realize over half the system is gone? Merged, dormant, fading away. We can barely keep up now.

I've tried to take on responsibilities. As has Sunny and Eclipse. But we can't keep doing this. We still need help. YOU need help.

I'm sorry.

Your apologies are worthless.

Nicole, don't send him spiraling again. Ares just got us let out.

Hey, you wanted help.

Look, I have to watch littles now, Liam just... Stay close to front.

I'll have willow watch you.

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