I’m not scared I won’t fall in love again,
I’m scared that I won’t love him as much
as I loved you.
Or maybe it will be a different kind of love? I guess I’ll find out one day.
When faced with a mountain,
I discovered that I could climb
A raging river in my path,
I learned how well I could swim
In the midst of hatred,
I knew the depths of my love.
I have kissed boys
People in between
But lately I have been kissing bottles
Their lips are colder than yours
But slowly I have realized that the pounding headache when I wake is less hurtful than the shattering in my chest
Yet as these toxins rush through my veins
I can't help but miss the tracing of your fingers along my skin
Miss the numbness of the world when you lie with me
But when I wake I remember that a headache is treated with an aspirin
Well if you have a cure for Heartache let me know
frowns in a pool
of self reflection.
Skin will shiver
and shake, freezing
with the ache of
affliction. What’s to
say about a world
where eyes tell lies
about a fruitful youth?
Perhaps it’s just a
laugh told up front
in the glass to a child
that never waves back
to say hello.
I hate how much I’ve missed your face
despite how much you’ve changed.
I scroll and scroll for hours on end,
to no end, to find an end,
to only seeing your face
when the lights go off.
i never used to smoke
but since you left,
it’s the only time i can seem to breathe
You were moon-drunk, speaking words
only uttered under the stars
because even you yourself feared
what left your swollen tongue.
You feared yourself more than I did
and that scared you.
But it scared me more knowing
that it would happen again, knowing
that your shadow would grow darker
every night until your star-sipped liquor
turned your fear into another monster
in the night; one that this time,
I couldn't run away from.