Time of death:
When you told me you don't love me anymore.
Place of death:
The park where we met,
on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I remember the dreaded words which escaped your lips,
the heat in your words,
the look on your face,
as I took a metaphorical bullet to the chest;
it hurt like Hell.
Cause of death:
When you stabbed me in the heart for the first
and last time.
A fatal blow.
But in the coroner's office,
all the report will ever show is:
time of death:
Cause of death:
Trauma to the chest.
When your heart gets broken by someone, it feels like you've been struck in the chest. The air feels like it's been knocked right out your lungs and you feel as though you can't breathe. You feel a mixture of emotions all blurred into one mess. You play the final exchange in your head over and over again, and each time it gets harder and harder. Heartbreak. It feels like you've been stabbed in the back and shot in the chest all at once.
I still love you
i'll always love you
and if I ever lost you,
i'd have concrete on my feet
and water in my lungs
you are my oxygen,
my problems are carbon dioxide
I still have issues,
when you're near
all I breathe is oxygen
Swimming pools of colors you’ll never see
Whatever I look like
colorblind boy, paint me in your perspective
You laugh at my jokes and blush as I tease
You drive me insane and I swear you’re flirting with me
I’ve thought this for a while
So I decided to say
I like you a lot, but I know you don’t feel the same way
You’re straight and I know I can’t change that.
Am I just telling myself what I want to hear,
Is it true that those intertwined hand holds were anything but queer
They fit like puzzle pieces and I swear when we pull away..
Its like they don’t want to let go, they just want to stay
And oh how I wish they could.
They depart slowly and I can still feel the heat
Sadly not the warmth from your rosy red cheeks
Is it true that when we locked eyes, blushed and chuckled,
It was nothing, simply a friend, your bright eyes rebuttal
Is it true that my heart beat shouldn’t have increased and my face shouldn’t have turned red
Is it true I shouldn’t be lying here writing about you alone in my bed
Or at all
Curly hair that tangles within my finger tips
Glasses that magnify into my eyes, seeking my soul as you bite my lip
Hands that not only play the guitar, but grip my hips and never let me go far
Arms that wrap me up and tie me down
You cover my mouth so I don’t make a sound
You used to hold me through the night
Now its like the floor is falling and i'm losing my sight
I lost you and now I’ve lost everything
You are my heart my soul, my saving grace
Our hearts are magnets, but with same poles
Like metal umbrellas mixed with lightening bolts
I miss seeing your lyrics
abstractly spread about across your screen
not letting you know the things I had seen
Once we went our seperate ways
Dark and blurred became my days
Writing about you
While you write about her
Listening to your songs about us
And how I didn’t listen enough
And then one day..
I had to listen to your songs about her
The one whom treats you right
And deserves you,
i remember when we met, we clicked instantly
i still remember how much you meant to me
i remember feeling whole in your arms
like not even a meteor could keep us apart
i remember when you told me you had been cheating
and how i begged for you to stay
you were the first person to ever make me feel worth something
and then you took my imaginary worth away
i remember when you told me you loved me,
and then told me you didnt actually mean it
i remember all the people ive left,
just because they werent you
i remember their words, in pain as i left
but all i can remember is the love i felt for you
ill never love anyone like i loved you
so why should i love?
its been 3 years
i know you dont care
i know all this is just wasted air
youll brush this to the side
just like how you did me
but i loved you
with a love that was so rare
one that no one else will ever experience
because how could i ever love anyone
like i loved you
fell for an ugly guy with a beautiful heart and a love for girls in other countries.