Young 20 year old, eyes low and sad they wondered why he chose music it became his passion, it was all he had. He turned to near-death experiences to lessons and become stronger inside and out. His songs? Like tunnels, deeper and deeper hitting you hard like heavy bricks inspiration swelled in our chest and us, your fans screamed "IM STILL ALIVE BECAUSE OF X!!!" June 18th came along and you have ripped away, that bullet that hit you tore holes in our hearts. Who could we turn to for depression help now? Who would fill our hearts and minds now? With fresh tears in our eyes and sadness swelled in our chests, we put your music on and listen to build new inspiration and show people your vision
*DEDICATED TO XXXTENTACION* Gone but never forgotten, I forever love you
If only your soul was as soft as your eyes If only I didn’t believe Everyones tragic lies If only I could cover my ears So I can’t hear What they say I know its not true But still Why does it hurt to love you?
They say we are toxic to each other as you lace your fingers through mine & When I look deep into your eyes I can tell that they are right You are the drug that I can't get away from. You lift my spirits but as soon as your gone, my mood crashes down Our disagreements turn into petty arguments and fists fly The speakers of our voice boxes burst open and ears are covered. The acid pours out our eyes and drips onto the floor And one of us walks away, Usually, it's me first. The floor beneath you starts to melt, and one look back to you makes me stop walking away. Your scent pulls me closer and our fingers are entwined again.
The acid starts dripping from our eyes again . But this time they fall on our hands, melting us. Us together
When we break apart and start to move on, my heart tells me no. It’s always you and I didn’t know that you affected me that bad. In their eyes I see you Holding their hand is useless cause my fingers to ache for yours. And when I cry, it's you who I want to hold me tight. Lying to myself is easier than admitting that I need you. Because every corner I turn, I half expect to see you there. When I look at him smiling, it's because my eyes have played tricks on me and I see you instead. You are MY drug and I’m addicted No rehab will not help. Therapy cannot erase our memories. This new guy can’t love me like you can This new girl cant either.
I’ve been saying “I love you” to these new people hoping that they would pass the message onto you.
Instead of arguing about the “L” word, We argue about why the refrigerator door was left open, Why our clothes smell like cigarette smoke, Instead of arguing about the fact that we barely see each other We argue about social media posts, Then we clash and hurtful words are said. While tears run down our faces, one of us always walks away.
So then one of us apologize. With a motion of a hand, we call each other over and offer a small smile. Our lips read “I love you” as we pull each other closer, Your wrap your fingers around mine and respond with a kiss.
The usual “I would do anything for you” is spoken out loud, and as people stare at us making faces, we don't care.