One by one
the list gets longer.
Promises of friendship
turn into nothing more than tourism.
The word "goodbye"
has built a permanent home
On the tip of my tongue.
But despite the familiarity,
It still leaves me with a bitter taste in my mouth.
Will it always be like this?

For so long
I’ve made plans and spoken of my future
With no intention of getting there.
How nice it is to be reminded sometimes
That life is a beautiful thing
And still worth living

Why do I love you
Why do I care
You’ve destroyed me completely
Yet you call and I’m there.

You could rip out my heart
And hand it to me on a silver platter
And I would still love you

And as I tumble through the pages
Of my favorite books,
I fantasize of a better place;
Of a life that isn’t mine;
One where I am courageous
And strong
And unbreakable.
I fantasize of a place
Where I am the heroine
Instead of the villain
In my own story.
I fantasize of this place
And pray for that world to swallow me whole

I long for the days of in between.
The days where I don’t feel like I’m drowning
Or dying of thirst.

I’ve collected many things in my life
But my favorite
Are the memories and stories
I share with you