I wish it was just a story. I wish she didn't think it was. And I wish that she'd understand that not all stories ,make believe or not, don't always have a happy ending. I wish she'd tell me I'd be alright. I wish she'd help me. I wish she'd believe me. I wish this was a story. But it's not. And I wish that it never happened. But she doesn't believe that. She never would. Because it's all just a story. Just a story
You can't put all of your happiness into one person. They are temporary. They do not last forever.
Things break.
The dependence is a thin line that stitches your heart to the object, struggling to not slack, and one day, like she broke you, you will crash backward.
Your lies don't fool me While the rest of the world lends an ear Speak. Speak. Speak. I still don't hear you. Your lying, hateful words Poison. You're poison. Make the world believe your stories I still don't hear you. You and your deceitful, manipulating, ******* lies Speak. Speak. Speak. Until you have no more lies to tell. You make me sick.
A desert between us? Only in your dreams. Your longing? Reciprocal, it seems. Your heart ache? Nothing compared to mine. My promises? Rare and always held. Your smile? Bright sunray Throughout my day. Your heart beats? My earthquakes. Your verses, Daily narcotics. My horizon? Just to love you, On and on.
I'm done chasing your shadows through the Sleepless nights Running away from my anxieties Feeding on my demons Just because of you.
I'm done Suffering for nothing Feeling empty in every place I go Seeing your face everywhere I feel like my life is a total ******* sometimes Because of you.
I had enough of myself Running after what, exactly?
Oh, I know I've said this a million times And I promise this would be the last time I'd ever chase something That's never true.
Love exists, But it's ******* to me.
I'm sorry, I had to let it go. For the last time. I mean like why won't she love me? Maybe I'm just a stupid boy who'd never suit her.
How can something good suddenly turn bad Like at a moment you were laughing And then suddenly you were crying How can life be so unfair? Can it just be fair?
But then again... What is the thrill? We would never learn what is good from bad Without the other happening We would never appreciate the value Of things if life is fair
That, I think, is the irony of life We can never have just one It must always come in two's Something good and something bad We can never really choose
So, carpe diem, they said Let us just seize the day Live the moment Because we only live once Might as well enjoy it