The clock struck twelve and that marked the twelfth hour.
I've sent countless messages to satisfy my insecurities.
To try and rid myself of this feeling of nervousness and fright, that you were going to leave me.
As I stare into my phone's screen, countless seconds, minutes, hours continue to pass, and slowly, I sink.
Sink into the pool of depression, where I rightfully belong.

She asked me my story
"My story?" I said.
"Years of living as constant source of disappointment to the people around me. Falling in love and having my heartbroken more times than I can count. Feeling like the only way out is either hanging myself, or letting my life leak out of my wrist. Constant thoughts that you're never ever going to be worth it." I said as I looked into her eyes.
She replied, "good thing you survived through all that."
I replied, " Survived? Who said I was living?"

And now you've got me
Your cute stubby fingers
Slowly making their way
Grip slowly tightening
Around my tender heart
And to my dismay
I have nothing more to say.

It's not that I don't like you. It's more of an I love you.
It's not that I avoid you. It's more of an I've been looking for you.
It's not that I never saw you. It's more of an I've only been looking at you.
It's not that I've given up on you. It's more of an I'm still chasing you.

Quite tired
Quite damaged
Quite broken
and now I'm slowly rebuilding

Since when did falling in love start becoming a **sin

And
                                                      now
                                                  I'm
                                                in
                                             the
                                                  dark
                                                     struggling
                                                            to
                                                               hold
                                                                  onto
                                                                what's
                                                        **important