to want someone
and then decide not to want them anymore is truly a crime

When you catch him looking at you, everything he could ever want is right there;
Trust, loyalty, happiness, pleasure.
He feels everything he could ever want but when he catches you, looking at him, you see everything. Every flaw, every disaster they've ever created. Everything they've destroyed and ruined and flipped upside down. There is a difference between love and lust.
He loved me, I only lust him.

i know what
the lost girls knew
that the lost boys
wouldn’t tell them
because boys don’t
want their girls
to be found
but the girls aren’t
listening to the boys
anymore

some days the sun doesn't shine
and on these days i realize that i am a silhouette of a person
i realize that i am more lost than i think
on these days i just want to feel something, anything

on these days
i crave the touch of people who just want to use all of me up
i crave the high of things that can take my life
on these days i'm imploding like my subconscious wants

but other days the sun is so vibrant it burns to look at
and on these days i realize i have so much potential
i realize i'm still finding myself
on these days i feel happiness so pure

on these days
i crave the touch of someone who would make me feel wanted
i crave living life in sobriety
on these day i'm pushing through a sea of setbacks

but through all days life is still life
i still have plenty of sights to see
plenty of songs to listen to
plenty of kisses to steal
and plenty of moments that lead up to me becoming the best me