What if we were the reality and now we are just sleeping.
Does that mean she is your dreams and I am the nightmare?

I used to hope we would be eternal.
Sadly you and I are just nocturnal.

I let someone in again.
It was magical, pure bliss.
I let him hold my heart.
...
I let him break my heart.
It is dark again, where is the end.
I let someone in again.

And I realized it wasn’t that it was heavy.
My hands were just not able to hold on.

One word that can explain this feeling of knowing our time together is wrong but having it feel so right.

I was never enough for you.
Many since praise how enough I am for them.
But they were never enough for me.
How can I be enough for you?
I need to be enough for you.

The rug from underneath me was pulled so quickly it left me with whiplash. Leaving me unbalanced and unable to stop my world from spinning out of control. So many questions racing through my bruised mind but no ability to say anything except "Don't leave me".

Resting my eyes always leads to memories of what I no longer have.
Dreams of you loving me and kissing me slowly.
To wake to the painful reality that you left.
The reminder each morning is too much.
So I stopped sleeping.

And maybe I should have know it was too good to be true. But I fell hard for you and really wanted to believe you were the one. You quickly became the air to my lungs and the blood in my veins. So who do I blame when I’m left grasping for air and fighting for life. Because I allowed myself to fall, you don’t trick me.

I hope she can love you as I did, but this time I hope you will stay.

Learning to live with just being someone you loved.

Do you realize the complexity to feeling as if the best moments of your life are behind you.
That you have had your great love and you will never be able to feel that way again.
Every person there after will be compared to him and will not measure up.
To feel as if you are settling for the rest of your life.
I am beyond broken hearted, I am always lost.

If you can not handle my sharp tongue, you do not deserve my breath.
If my emotions are too much for you, how do you expect to understand how I love.
If my body does not fit your fantasy, you will never be my dream.
If my drive and ambition bothers you, my future will surpass you,
What you see as flaws is what I consider my strengths.

I should not have to beg for you to pick me.
I deserve someone that will want me as their first and only choice.
I am not a late night confidence boost, a lonely miss you text.
I am worth more than this and am working each day to believe this.

Her feet pound the pavement with each step forward, one mile quickly turns into three.  Her mind uses her nightmares to motivate her, each one darker than the next. How is she supposed to escape when she is running from her own mind.

I was already in pieces but I gave myself to someone new, praying they could fix it.
As expected they took my pieces and tore them just a little more.
Why do I continue to give myself when I have nothing left to give, how do I continue.

I never thought something as simple as words could be so complex.
How is it when someone says "no" we understand it as "yes".
Or that we can both have different meanings for forever, I did not realize forever was meant to be so short.
I have the hardest time understanding how some words don't have any meaning anymore like how I am sorry and I love you just flow from your mouth like the air you exhale.

A new moon is seen as nothing but will go through phase after phase to build itself to a full moon, and repeat his cycle. No matter what phases we can admire its progress. Everyone loves to tell the moon of its beauty and presence.

Why is it that I have to be whole to be beautiful, can't we admire my progress.

How do you say goodbye to someone that you thought would be in your life forever.

How do you accept that they made a choice and you can not do anything to change their mind.

So when I say goodbye please know I am really saying I love you, please come back.

She tries to hide her grin when his name pops up on the screen, but she shows it all.

Her expression when his name pops on the screen explains all the weight she carries.

After all is said and done you are just a stranger that shattered my heart but gets to hold my deepest secrets.

It is like sneaking out of your parents house as a teenager for the first time. Doing something so wrong but feels so right.

It is like jumping in the water without dipping a toe in to test the temperature. So bold and awakens every cell in your body from the deep sleep.

It is like a hurricane, a beautiful disaster dancing her way to land for the first time. She will destroy everything in her path but yet her power is inspiring.

It is realizing you can do things no other hands know how to do. Cause for this moment you have the lock and key and you’ve unlocked the secret garden.

I got lost in you.

Now I am lost without you.